Child
by Plath
Your clear eye is the one absolutely beautiful thing.
I want to fill it with color and ducks,
The zoo of the new
Whose name you meditate --
April snowdrop, Indian pipe,
Little
Stalk without wrinkle,
Pool in which images
Should be grand and classical
Not this troublous
Wringing of hands, this dark
Ceiling without a star.
孩子
你过于纯洁的眼睛
我要用色彩和鸭子们来填满。这座
新的，将由你来命名的动物园
冰晶兰，四月雪莲,
或别的什么——
花梗没有皱纹
池子里的景象
典雅而壮丽
这不是纠结
缠绕的双手，也不是晦暗的
瞧不见星星的天花板
S译
