【英诗汉译】乔纳森·亚伦：A night in Spoleto - 斯波莱托之夜

yeathman

A night in Spoleto	斯波莱托之夜
By Jonathan Aaron	乔纳森·亚伦
Talk ranged from the latest arrested senator,	话题从最近被捕的参议员，
to the bizarre stigmata of a local	到当地圣女奇异的红疹，
saint, to how very sweet today’s tomatoes tasted	再到为何就着橄榄油、柠檬汁与紫苏叶
in olive oil, lemon juice, and lots of fresh basil.	感到今天的番茄分外甜。
The wine and trying to understand Italian	我想，酒精的麻痹、满脑子的意大利文化
made the room tilt-time, I thought, to search	已让房间时光倒流去寻找书房。
out the library. Finding it dark,	房间很暗，
I felt the wall for a light switch.	我在墙壁摸索着找电灯开关。
Five bulbs thinly disguised as candle flames appeared	五个灯泡像烛光一样稀疏伪饰，
to waver near the ceiling, not shedding much light	在天花板下晃动，漏下几缕微光
on what took shape of the nineteenth century.	照在十九世纪的物件上。
Two fat sofas and an easy chair, cheek-by-jowl, tight-	两张大沙发、一把逍遥椅，挤得满满当当，
lipped, pressurized, like feuding relations	紧闭的嘴唇、紧张的氛围，像世仇一样
listening to a will being read. Tarnished mirrors	倾听正被阅读的意志。壁炉台两侧
on either side of a mantelpiece, each posing as a window	锈迹斑斑的两面镜子，就像
wiped with a dirty sleeve for a better look at the interior.	用脏袖子擦拭的窗玻璃，只为在室内更好看一点。
The portrait of a woman in a brown silk dress sitting	半拉窗帘前，一男雕像傲然
at a piano, hands lifted, waiting to begin,	立于火光之中。他对面的女雕像，
faced the portrait of a man gesturing proudly	穿着棕丝裙，坐在钢琴旁，
at a landscape on fire beyond a half-drawn curtain.	抬着手，准备开始表演。
As she flexed her fingers above the keyboard, drawing his glance,	当她在键盘上弯下手指、吸引男人关注时，
voices rose and footsteps came and went	我身后人声嘈杂，脚步声近，
in a rush down the hallway behind me, and door after	有人匆匆跑下门厅，
door started slamming in what had to be the wind.	门一扇接一扇在风中砰砰作响。

yeathman

离开大半年了，归来！

宛城卧龙

问候兄 好久不见了  先来握握手

yeathman

遥握！！！

Loon

挺有感觉的一首诗。译的也好。 A small nit, "门口一扇接一扇在风中砰砰作响。" 是否可以把“口”去掉？

yeathman

多谢指正！已修改！！

浓浓的绿意

问好先生！喜欢这首诗！
the bizarre stigmata，bulbs thinly disguised as candle flames ，a will 的译文有待商榷啊，个见。