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[翻譯] Acceptance Speech

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Acceptance Speech
BY DEAN YOUNG

This time I’m not going to say a thing   
about deity. It’s not the blizzard,
it’s three days after. Trinkle from thawing   
roofs, ruined crocus pronging through.   
Ruin, I promise, won’t be mentioned again.   
Trees, sure, still begging in the road, split
to the bole but this isn’t about the chainsaw.   
A pruning saw will have to do. The puppets   
aren’t hanging themselves in each other’s   
strings. Everyone’s easily identifiable
beneath the funny mask. Somewhere in Oregon,
Mary has another month to go, she’s comfortable   
in any position for thirty-five seconds. Lulu,   
we know you’re in there but no one’s   
blaming you for reluctance to come out.   
Poetry is the grinding of a multiplicity   
throwing off sparks, wrote Artaud
and look what that got him: toothlessness
and shock therapy. Your dad, who has the worst   
teeth of anyone I know, once ordered eggplant   
in a steakhouse. Do not order eggplant   
in a steakhouse turned out to be more   
than aphoristicly true. Do not spend a lot   
of time in an asylum writing cruel poems   
if you can help it, one Artaud is enough.   
In Kandinsky’s Blue 2, there’s a shape   
in two rows of shapes that seems okay   
although to the right’s a capsized canoe   
full of mathematicians, to the left a bow   
about to launch the killer astrolabe.   
By what manner is the soul joined to
the body? How about climbing a ladder   
of fire? No thanks. On TV, a rhino’s
lying in some red dust, munching a thorn.   
You wouldn’t think he could ejaculate
for half an hour straight, but you’d be wrong.   
See that cloud, it might weigh 10,000 pounds   
which is about average for a cloud.   
Happy birthday, happy birthday to you.
Tony says Mary is always writing about the sacred.   
Talcum powder, binoculars, this decimated   
planet. I know, a promise has been made   
but Tony’s been sick for years and no one   
knows with what. Flax oil, bark tinctures,   
corticosteroids. He’s not exactly someone   
you’d trust to drive your car, but still.
Something awful’s coming, isn’t it?   
Would it help if I said Amen?

提名演說

關於神性的事,我這次
一點也不會說。大風雪過後
三天,飽受蹂躪的番紅花
將融雪的屋頂夾生刺穿。
蹂躪,我不會再說第二遍,我保證。
當然了,路邊的樹就像乞丐,軀與幹
分開,當然不關鏈鋸的事。
輪到樹鋸上場。木偶紛紛
吊起但和其他木偶的線
沒有關係。雖說戴著搞笑的面具
但每個人都出奇易認。俄勒崗某地
瑪麗還有一個月可以耗,任何位置
都能讓她舒服35秒。露露呢,
你肯定在裡面,拒絕出來
但沒有一個人責備你。
詩是一場磨難,各色人等,各種可能
火花四濺,這是阿爾托說的
你看看他淪落到:一顆牙也不剩
接受電擊急救。至於你爸爸,有一排
我見過最爛的牙,有一次,他在扒房
點了一道茄子。別在扒房
點茄子,比金石良言
更可靠。別花太多時間
在收容所裡寫慘無人道的詩了,
盡量不要,一個阿爾托就夠了。
康定斯基那幅藍2,有一個形象
分成兩組形狀,看上去還可以
雖然右手是傾覆的船
載滿數學家,左手是弓
準備發射殺戮號天體觀測衛星。
靈與肉如果能結合,是怎樣
結合的呢?爬上著火的梯子
怎樣?心領了。電視放著犀牛
躺在紅泥上,咬嚼荊棘。
你不相信他可以射精
射一個半小時,你錯了。
看看那雲,重一萬磅左右
雲都是差不多重的。
生日快樂,祝你生日快樂。
東尼說瑪麗總在寫神聖的事物。
滑石礦,雙筒望遠鏡,大規模屠宰
的星球。我知道,我保證過
但東尼病了,年年病但沒有人
知道他什麼不舒服。亞麻油,瘀青色染料
皮質醇。你明明信不過他
駛走你的車,但是。
恐怖的事要來了,是吧?
說聲阿門有救嗎?





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