独自在我的小屋里数周，

Alone in my cabin for weeks,

我渴望被阳光

I long to be touched

触摸。大黄蜂在墙后

by the sun. Hornets moan

低低地呻吟，

low through the wall while

当大地被温柔地浸湿。

earth softly dampens.

青蛙的鸣囊鼓起，

Frog sacs inflate

我自己的喉咙也因渴望

and my own throat bubbles

而咕噜作响。在春天，整片

with want. In spring, the whole

森林都洋溢着欢愉的绿意——

forest is green with pleasure—

蠕动的蝌蚪，盘卷的

tadpoles squirming, coiled

蕨菜芽，在阴凉处泛红的

fiddleheads, mushrooms

蘑菇。万物皆是

blushing in shade. Everything

一首诱惑之歌。

a song of seduction.

木蜂在钻木，

The carpenter bee amasses

产出整齐而不可思议的木屑堆。

wood shavings in tidy,

被欲望浸润，我感激

unimaginable mounds.

毛虫身上那些多情的眼睛，

Slick with desire, I am grateful

以及扑向玻璃的

for the many leering eyes

飞蛾。

of the caterpillar, moths

对于那个可怕的混凝土世界，

smacking against the glass.

我并没有太多怀念——

There is not much I miss

唯独你，赤身裸体地

from the terrible concrete world—

躺在床单上，睡梦中，

only you, lying naked

你的身体上正萌发出

atop the sheet, new hairs

新的茸毛。

sprouting along your body

as you sleep.