Jan
02
2015

北方的碎片:新年

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(1.1.2015. Narvik. I sit by the window. On the 13th floor of hotel skandic.)

I said fate plays a game without a score,
and who needs fish if you’ve got caviar?
The triumph of the Gothic style would come to pass
and turn you on——no need for coke, or grass.
I sit by the window. Outside, an aspen.
When I loved, I loved deeply. It wasn’t often.

I said the forest’s only part of a tree.
Who needs the whole girl if you’ve got her knee?
Sick of the dust raised by the modern era,
the Russian eye would rest on an Estonian spire.
I sit by the window. The dishes are done.
I was happy here. But I won’t be again.

我本来只是想搜索一下“坐在窗边”该用哪个介词,结果搜到Brodsky这首诗。刚好前一天在Tromsø读过。

新年的夜晚我是多么惆怅啊!那么多忧伤,差一点就失眠了。2014就这样过去,伴着窗外Narvik漫天的烟火,海湾边的小城在橘黄色的烟雾中变成了童话中的样子。教堂的尖顶只有一个剪影,盖着厚厚积雪的屋顶闪耀着金色的光,运煤的火车拖着空空的车厢在铁轨上开过去又开过来,上山的街道没有人,下过雨的路面,积雪变成了冰。

虽然最冷的天气已经过去了,我还是把网站的背景从秋天改到了冬天。我知道,大家都是用订阅软件和手机在看这里,但实际上网页版是有一个花花绿绿的背景的,有空的时候不妨点击一下。

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