Taxi
When I go away from you
The world beats dead
Like a slackened drum.
I call out for you against the jutted stars
And shout into the ridges of the wind.
Streets coming fast,
One after the other,
Wedge you away from me,
And the lamps of the city prick me eyes
So that I can no longer see your face.
Why should I leave you,
To wound myself upon the sharp edges of the night
Amy Lowell
計程車
當我離開你時
世界敲著死氣沈沈的拍子
像鬆垮的鼓。
逆著繁星絕角,對著寒風浪谷
呼喚你的名字。
街道洶湧
行行續進
將我與你隔離,
街燈刺目
再也無法看清你的臉。
我為何離你而去
只讓黑夜的利角傷我這般深?
艾美 羅維爾
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