Trees

 

Trees


J.Kilmer


I think that I shall J.Kilmernever see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
against the earth's sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins1 in her hair;
Upon whose bosom2 snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with the rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
   
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我想我从未见过一首


美如玉树的诗章。


一棵张着饥饿嘴巴的树，


紧压在大地甘美而流畅的乳房上；


一棵整天望着神的树，


举起枝叶繁茂的手臂来祈祷；


一棵树在夏日里可能


戴着一窝知更鸟在头发上；


雪花堆积在她的怀抱里；


雨水也和她亲切地生活在一起。


像我这样愚笨的人可以做诗，


但唯有神方能造树。