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但寧願我是水平的。
我不是一棵把雙腳浸入土壤之中的樹
吸取礦物質和母愛
所以每到三月我總能搖曳生姿
我也不是花園床上的美人
吸引我的灰燼的分享和驚人的描繪
不明白我將很快凋零
跟我比起來，樹是不朽的
花頭並不高，而更為精采，
而我想要一個人的永恆和他人的崇拜
今晚，在無盡的星光下，
樹與花撒下它們冷酷的氣味
行走在他們之間時，發現壓根沒有人注意他們
有時我想著這個當我在睡覺時
我必須完美地模擬他們
思緒落得晦暗
對我來說更為自然、妥貼，躺下
與夜色展開對話，
至少，我還是有用的　當我終於躺下的時候：
樹會輕碰我一下　而花朵也撥的出時間給我。


原文如下：

But I would rather be horizontal
I am not a tree with my root in the soil
Sucking up minerals and motherly love
So that each march I may gleam into leaf,
Nor am I the beauty of a garden bed
Attracting my share of Ahs and spectacularly painted,
Unknowing I must soon unpetal
Compared with me, a tree is immortal
And a flower-head not tall, but more startling,
And I want the one’s longevity and other’s daring.

Tonight, in the infinitesimal light of the starts,
The trees and flowers have been strewing their cool odors.
I walk among them, but none of them are noticing.
Sometimes I think that when I am sleeping
I must most perfectly resemble them－
Thoughts gone dim.
It is more natural to me, lying down.
Then the sky and I are in open conversation,
And I shall be useful when I lie down finally:
Then the trees may touch me for once, and the flowers have time for me.