云天：Tree at My Window---Robert Frost （中译）

云天译

Tree at my window, window tree,
My sash is lowered when night comes on;
But let there never be curtain drawn
Between you and me.

我窗前的树啊窗前的树

傍晚时我关上窗

但请永远不要拉上窗帘

以免将你我隔断

Vague dream-head lifted out of the ground,
And thing next most diffuse to cloud,
Not all your light tongues talking aloud
Could be profound.

模糊的梦境从地上升攀

弥散在浮云之间

并非你所有的轻言高谈

都那么意义深远

But tree, I have seen you taken and tossed,
And if you have seen me when I slept,
You have seen me when I was taken and swept
And all but lost.

 但树我看到你颤抖摇晃

若你窥见我睡眠

你当瞧见我是如何不堪

一切都尽失四散

That day she put our heads together,
Fate had her imagination about her,
Your head so much concerned with outer,
Mine with inner, weather.

那天命运将你和我相连

她有独特的想象

你只关注着外界的影响

我倾向内心气象

谢HPAN 的美图.

Shine 写道:

嗯，的确，诗的意境真的很美，有点被感动了。
能够想象的到，夜色下，月光朦胧，躺在床上，看着晚风轻拂窗外的树林，声响淅淅沥沥，呢喃耳语，心灵和自然的对话，是件多么有意思的事情。

Tree at My Window

Translated by Shine

Tree at my window, window tree,
在我窗边的树，窗之树
My sash is lowered when night comes on;
夜幕降临我放下了窗框
But let there never be curtain drawn
但总不会拉下窗帘
Between you and me.
在你我之间

Vague dream-head lifted out of the ground,
朦胧的梦境升起
And thing next most diffuse to cloud,
弥散在云际里
Not all your light tongues talking aloud
你们轻喃不喧哗的交谈语气
Could be profound.
有着深邃的意境

But tree, I have seen you taken and tossed,
可是树，我看见你们在感受摇曳
And if you have seen me when I slept,
如果我睡下的时候你们看见了我
You have seen me when I was taken and swept
如果我被你们感受到并苏醒的时候你看见了我
And all but lost.
这一切却消失了

That day she put our heads together,
这一天她将我们的意念融合在一起
Fate had her imagination about her,
命运便拥有了她的想象力
Your head so much concerned with outer,
你们是如此的关注外面的天气
Mine with inner, weather.
而我则在乎内心的晴雨

zt:

The tree symbolizes the more care-free less profound part of life. It is beauty and simplicity. (See lines 5-8.) Men, represented by him in the poem lead more difficult more complicated lives in which they are often thinking of the "inner." The last line says "Mine with inner, weather. This inner weather he speaks of could be all the complicated emotions and problems which surround human life. In lines 9-12, Robert Frost speaks of the toils of life. The tree, "taken and tossed", he "all but lost." Life is full of problems. The tree maybe taken and tossed but in no way does it endure the pain Frost feels from is "inner weather." Throughout the poem, the author alludes to how the two are connected/want to be connected. In the beginning of the poem, Frost talks about how he wants there never to be "a curtain drawn between him and the tree." This shows his desire to be like the tree, simple and happy. His sash is lowered. This indicates the vulnerability that he feels from the complex, inner struggles of life. Toward the end of the poem, Robert Frost makes yet another allusion to this connection. "That day she put our heads together." This "she" is some omnipotent power, like God. Here he has achieved some kind of unity with the tree. He starts off yearning to be like the tree and be able to appreciate simple pleasures of life. At the end of the poem, these simple pleasures are still present in his life yet he is still concerned with inner weather.

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The lyrical Structure of this poem is reflected in the more formal rhetorical pattern and use of rhetorical devices:apostrophe, parenthesis and logical climax. The contrast between the tree and man is subtly explored as the man envies the lightness and airiness of the tree. Only in the last two stanzas (and the choice of a stanza form real subject emerge. Man is more vulnerable than the tree he so envies. He is 'all but lost' and exposed to the storm of his inner weather.

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The last two lines are my favorites--something so simple as "inner" and "outer" weather is just amazing to me. A man is very much like a tree--the most alive bits, the leaves (or in the man's case, his mind), are closest to the Divine, or the "clouds" or what have you; closest to inspiration and the soul. The body, the trunk, the roots, are "grounded"--literally and figuratively. Though man's body is stuck in reality, every night the mind frolics in a better place, a place where everything is as it should be--tall and flowering, like the window-tree. Everyone deserves a window-tree.