Somewhere I Have Never Travelled
从未游历之地
Edward Estlin Cummings
爱德华·埃斯特林·卡明斯
somewhere i have never traveled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me
or which i cannot touch because they are too near
从未游历之地,欣然超离
任何经验,你双眼蕴含其静寂
将我包围或因太近而无法触及的东西
都在你最脆弱的姿态里
your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skillfully, mysteriously)her first rose
你惊鸿一瞥,轻启我的心扉<