我触摸着葬礼， 在脑海中 迪金森 【诗词】# LeisureTime - 读书听歌看电影
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I felt a Funeral, in my Brain (340)
EMILY DICKINSON
I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,
And Mourners to and fro
Kept treading - treading - till it seemed
That Sense was breaking through -
And when they all were seated,
A Service, like a Drum -
Kept beating - beating - till I thought
My mind was going numb -
And then I heard them lift a Box
And creak across my Soul
With those same Boots of Lead, again,
Then Space - began to toll,
As all the Heavens were a Bell,
And Being, but an Ear,
And I, and Silence, some strange Race,
Wrecked, solitary, here -
And then a Plank in Reason, broke,
And I dropped down, and down -
And hit a World, at every plunge,
And Finished knowing - then -
我触摸着葬礼， 在脑海中
我触摸着葬礼， 在脑海中
哀悼的人来来往往
踏步－踏步－直到
变成我真实的感伤－
当人们坐下来，
追悼会， 像哒哒的鼓－
击打－击打－直到
我的心思变得麻木－
我听到人们抬起棺木
还有他们铅做的靴子
嘎吱嘎吱， 碾压过我的灵魂，
空中－钟声响起，
天堂该是那鸣响的钟，
而众生， 只做倾听的耳朵，
而我， 和沉默， 做奇怪的伙伴，
在这儿， 孤独， 颠簸－
跟着情理的木板， 裂开，
我下坠， 下坠－
每一次跌落， 都撞到一个世界，
直到彻悟－跟随－
EMILY DICKINSON
I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,
And Mourners to and fro
Kept treading - treading - till it seemed
That Sense was breaking through -
And when they all were seated,
A Service, like a Drum -
Kept beating - beating - till I thought
My mind was going numb -
And then I heard them lift a Box
And creak across my Soul
With those same Boots of Lead, again,
Then Space - began to toll,
As all the Heavens were a Bell,
And Being, but an Ear,
And I, and Silence, some strange Race,
Wrecked, solitary, here -
And then a Plank in Reason, broke,
And I dropped down, and down -
And hit a World, at every plunge,
And Finished knowing - then -
我触摸着葬礼， 在脑海中
我触摸着葬礼， 在脑海中
哀悼的人来来往往
踏步－踏步－直到
变成我真实的感伤－
当人们坐下来，
追悼会， 像哒哒的鼓－
击打－击打－直到
我的心思变得麻木－
我听到人们抬起棺木
还有他们铅做的靴子
嘎吱嘎吱， 碾压过我的灵魂，
空中－钟声响起，
天堂该是那鸣响的钟，
而众生， 只做倾听的耳朵，
而我， 和沉默， 做奇怪的伙伴，
在这儿， 孤独， 颠簸－
跟着情理的木板， 裂开，
我下坠， 下坠－
每一次跌落， 都撞到一个世界，
直到彻悟－跟随－
