The Force that Through the Green Fuse Drives the Flower

The force that through the green fuse drives the flower

Drives my green age; that blasts the roots of trees

Is my destroyer.

And I am dumb to tell the crooked rose

My youth is bent by the same wintry fever.

The force that drives the water through the rocks

Drives my red blood; that dries the mouthing streams

Turns mine to wax.

And I am dumb to mouth unto my veins

How at the mountain spring the same mouth sucks.

The hand that whirls the water in the pool

Stirs the quicksand; that ropes the blowing wind

Hauls my shroud sail.

And I am dumb to tell the hanging man

How of my clay is made the hangman's lime.

The lips of time leech to the fountain head;

Love drips and gathers, but the fallen blood

Shall calm her sores.

And I am dumb to tell a weather's wind

How time has ticked a heaven round the stars.

And I am dumb to tell the lover's tomb

How at my sheet goes the same crooked worm

通过绿色导火索催开花朵的力量

催开我绿色年华;炸毁树根的力量

是我的毁灭者。

而我哑然告知弯曲的玫瑰

我的青春同样被冬天的高烧压弯。

 

驱动穿透岩·石之水的力量

驱动我的鲜血;枯竭滔滔不绝的力量

使我的血凝结。

而我哑然告知我的血管

同样的嘴怎样吮吸那山泉。

在池中搅动水的手

搅动流沙;牵引急风的手

牵引我裹尸布的帆。

而我哑然告知那绞死的人

我的泥土怎样制成刽子手的石灰。

时间之唇蛭吸源泉;

爱情滴散聚合，但沉落的血

会平息她的痛楚。

我哑然告知一种气候的风

时间怎样沿星星滴答成天堂。

而我哑然告知情人的墓穴

我床单上怎样蠕动着同样的蛆虫。