貝貝熊的隨手札記

One Art ----- by Elizabeth Bishop

The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant to travel.
None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother's watch. And look!
my last, or next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.

---Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture I love) I shan't have lied.
It's evident the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.


一種技藝

失去的技藝不難精熟，
許多東西原本就充滿消失的慾望，
失去它們並非災難。
每天失去一些。接受遺失
鑰匙，和浪擲時間的慌亂。
失去的技藝不難精熟。
接著練習失去更多，丟的更快：
地方、名字、還有你有心旅行的
所在。災難不會隨之而來。
我掉了媽媽的錶。你看，我最後一棟
或倒數
第二棟、三棟心愛的房子也失去了。
失去的技藝不難精熟。
我失去了兩座鍾愛的城市，然後又失去更多，
我擁有領土，兩條河流、一片大陸。
我思念它們，但那並非災難。
─甚至失去你(玩笑的聲音，
我鍾愛的手勢)，我不騙你。顯然
失去的技藝並不難學，儘管
它像個(寫下來！)災難。