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我宁愿深藏心底

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我宁愿深藏心底

诗 / 梅丽莎·克劳
译 / 稻粱

我渴望着你,昨夜梦醒时。我的身体
如火车驶过的地面般震颤,或许还发出
火车长长的刺耳尖啸,就像野兽
加快脚步靠近,而那份欲望与恐惧,
我却宁愿深藏心底。曾经我越界犯下过失,
背负罪责,朋友好言宽慰,我并非
一贯的恶魔。黑夜中,这句安慰
如过电一般迅速击中我,震颤
我身体的每一个部位。十五岁那年,
我从祖母的梳妆台上偷走一条金项链,
送给了我的心上人,那抹闪亮装饰着
我所爱的颈脖——直到有一日它滑落,
沉入夏日湖泥,连同我那爱情一起丢失,
而我背负着偷盗的沉重羞愧,这秘密,
直至今日。我并未因此轻松一些。我不知道
未来我还会觊觎何物,尽管我清楚地记得
我身边一切被夺走的东西,比如清晨
从我房门溜出的小猫,到了下午
已在邻家小孩的臂弯中大打呼噜,
他大摇大摆地走在马路上,邀我
抚摸他的新宠。原谅邻家小孩并不难,
谁不曾渴望拥有一件不属于自己的温软之物?
谁不希望知晓唤归一个英俊面庞的甜蜜称呼?
总之,我并不孤单。我曾是那种
从一个心爱之人的颈间夺取金饰
去装扮另一人的恶魔。我也曾
努力藏起那驱动肉体的内心渴望,仿佛
唯有说出口的事情才会成真。而现在?
我只希望听到一句:我爱你。





原作

What I Wanted to Keep Private

by Melissa Crowe

I wanted you last night when I woke, my body 
vibrating like train-shook ground, and might have 

let out the train’s slow screamthe kind that quickens 
as the beast draws near, but I wanted to keep 

private that desire and that fear. Once I transgressed 
but I’m not a permanent monster is a thing a friend said 

to comfort me for some sin of my own, but in the dark 
that phrase travels me like a pulse, shocking each 

cloistered organ in turn. When I was fifteen, I took 
a gold necklace from my grandmother’s dresser 

and gave it to a sweetheart, bit of shimmer that graced 
my favorite neck until it slipped off, sunk in the silt 

of a summer lake, lost, and I lost the sweetheart, too, 
but I carried the lead-weight shame of that theft, secret, 

until now. I don’t feel any lighter. I don’t know what 
I might yet steal, though I remember everything 

stolen from me, like the kitten loosed from our house 
in the morning and by afternoon purring in the arms 

of a neighbor kid who swaggered up the driveway, 
invited me to stroke his new cat. It’s not so hard 

to forgive that boy. Who doesn’t sometimes want to hold 
a soft thing not his own? Who doesn’t hope to know 

the sugar name that calls the handsome stranger 
home? Anyway, I’m not alone. Once I was the kind 

of monster who takes the gold from one beloved throat 
to trim another. And once I was the kind who hid 

the hunger that drove my hand, as though only a said thing’s 
made true. Now? I just want to be said. I love you. 


# 作 者



梅丽莎·克劳( Melissa Crowe ),美国当代女诗人,在北卡罗莱纳大学威尔明顿分校担任教职,教授诗歌与出版课程。著有诗集 Dear Terror, Dear Splendor (威斯康星大学出版社,2019年)和 Lo (爱荷华大学出版社,2023年),后者曾获爱荷华诗歌奖。



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