<h3></h3><h5 align="center"><b>美國紐約【綜合新聞】第847期（18/10/2025）</b></h5><h5 align="center">主編：佩英</h5><h5 align="center">總編：程朗</h5><h5 align="center">總顧問：馬華勝</h5><h5><br></h5><h5 align="center">漢譯：佩英（Translated by Christine chen)</h5> <h5>彼得·薩比特·瓊斯（Peter Thabit Jones）<br>威爾士詩人、劇作家，著有十六部作品，包括與艾倫薇·托馬斯合著的《紐約格林尼治村迪倫·托馬斯漫步》。2008年二人赴美巡回朗誦六周,獲英國作家協(xié)會“埃里克·格雷戈里詩歌獎”和“荷馬歐洲詩藝勛章”等多項榮譽，其三部戲劇在美國與威爾士首演，并為盧森堡作曲家阿爾貝娜·弗拉昌斯卡創(chuàng)作多部歌劇腳本，其作品在盧森堡、保加利亞等地上演。<br></h5> <b>詩朗誦——美國羅伯特·弗羅斯特故居</b><br><b>POETRY READING, THE ROBERT FROST FARM, USA </b><br><br>九月在我心中哀悼；<br>我失去的孩子，<br>在新罕布什爾的午后閃爍光芒。<br>言語從口中流出，<br>沉重如樹上的蘋果；<br>這些文字，<br>早在斯旺西的一間屋里<br>在棺木般的寂靜中耕作。<br>我朗讀給那些<br>永遠無法觸及的人聽。<br>我們都處于陰影中。<br>詩歌不是邁向野心的一步，<br>它的戲劇性，<br>也不是為了到達某地。<br>“我只是歌者，<br>唱我的歌?！?lt;br>心中有些東西<br>熱愛墻壁——<br>與他人的隔離。<br>“再無英雄，<br>再無夢想，<br>生活本就是如此，<br>而非表象。”<br>這是我星辰墜落時<br>寫下的。<br>而他們的孩子，<br>羅伯特與埃莉諾的，<br>在我心中閃耀。<br>折疊不再需要的衣物，<br>空落的墜落感，<br>穿越心宇的“為什么？”呼喊，<br>血液的尖嘯，<br>在凝視的眼中流瀉。<br>悲傷如訪客，<br>在頭腦的房間里游走。<br>心中仍有東西<br>熱愛墻壁，<br>熱愛隔離。<br>我的文字，<br>他們的文字，<br>落下如蘋果，<br>無人旁觀時，<br>空氣——如神般自然——<br>吞噬了這首歌。<br> <h5><b>POETRY READING, THE ROBERT FROST FARM, USA</b><br><br>September grieves in me;<br>My child, lost, shines<br>In the New Hampshire afternoon.<br><br>Words leave my mouth,<br>Weighted as apples<br>On a tree; words farmed<br><br>Long ago in a room<br>In Swansea, damp<br>With a coffined silence.<br><br>I read to people<br>I will never reach.<br>We are all in shadows.<br><br>A poem is not a step<br>In one’s ambition;<br>The drama of it<br><br>Is not an act<br>To get somewhere.<br>‘I am a singer merely,<br><br>I sing my song’.<br>Something there is<br>In me<br><br>That loves a wall,<br>The separation<br>From others.<br><br>‘No more heroes,<br>No more dreams,<br>Life’s what it is,<br><br>Not what it seems’<br>I wrote long ago<br>When the stars fell down.<br><br><br>And how their child lost,<br>Robert’s and Eleanor’s,<br>Shines in my mind.<br><br>Their folding<br>Of the clothes<br>No longer needed;<br><br>The falling emptiness;<br>The ‘Why?’ crying<br>Through the heart’s universe,<br><br>The scream of the blood<br>That the staring eyes shed.<br>Grief, a visitor,<br><br>In the rooms of the head.<br>Something there is <br>In me <br><br>That loves a wall,<br>The separation.<br>My words,<br><br>Their words, fall<br>Like apples<br>When there <br><br>Is no-one around,<br>And the air, natural as God,<br>Consumes the song.<br></h5> <b>廢棄的教堂<br>THE DISUSED CHURCH </b><br><br>吉普賽大黃聚在門外，<br>野花誘惑著一只迷途的蝶。<br>我想象那屋內(nèi)的景象——<br>過道被雜草占據(jù)，<br>荊棘纏繞祭壇，<br>濃烈的綠意，<br>圍攻著一排排莊嚴的座椅，<br>幾株樹急切地生長。<br>而在某個早已遠去的年代，<br>父親們穿著僵硬的深色西裝，<br>母親輕聲交談，<br>孩子在主日的陽光下微笑——<br>在他們步入那一刻之前，<br>步入被擦亮的寂靜禱告，<br>在歌聲與鐘鳴中，<br>思緒被沖洗，<br>如柔水打磨石的心。<br>如今，只剩下外殼，<br>抵御著風雨四軍的侵襲，<br>任自然的自由靈魂入駐。<br>馬路對面，廣告牌上夸耀著<br>一次通往“天堂”的旅程——<br>廉價的馬略卡假期。<br>教堂獨自荒廢，<br>而兩扇門外的酒館卻生意興隆，<br>裝潢仿佛在模仿什么，<br>樂聲刺耳，如地獄的喧囂。<br> <h5><b>THE DISUSED CHURCH</b><br><br>Gypsy rhubarb congregates<br>Outside the doors; wild flowers<br>Tempt a misled butterfly.<br><br>I imagine the inside:<br>The aisle invaded by weeds,<br>Bramble strangling the altar,<br><br>The strong glory of greenness<br>Mobbing the stern rows of seats,<br>The urgent growths of some trees.<br><br>Yet somewhere down the decades,<br>Fathers stood in stiff dark suits,<br>Mothers talked, and children smiled<br><br>In Sunday morning sunlight:<br>Before they entered the prayer<br>Of polished, perfect silence;<br><br>Before the songs and bells washed<br>Their thoughts, like gentle streams smooth<br>The unfolding of their stones.<br><br>Now only the shell survives<br>The four armies of weather,<br>The free spirit of nature.<br><br>Across the road, a hoarding<br>Boasts a trip to Paradise?<br>A cheap break in Majorca.<br><br>A building left to itself;<br>Whilst the pub, two doors down, thrives:<br>Its décor is mock-something<br>And its music sounds like hell.<br></h5> <b>和平PEACE </b><br><br>和平是靜的，溫柔的，<br>它不呼喊，<br>也不索求。<br>它是人群中<br>一抹安然的微笑，<br>是心滿意足的沉默。<br>和平是朋友，<br>可以托付心靈，<br>可以托付生命。<br>和平是愛的孩子，<br>是一雙溫柔的眼，<br>歡迎那讓我們相同的差異。<br>和平是一座沒有饑餓、<br>沒有戰(zhàn)爭的世界，<br>是宇宙與創(chuàng)造者<br>同聲祈禱的時刻。<br>和平是一朵花，<br>在我們每個人心中，<br>都能悄然綻放。<br> <h5><b>PEACE</b><br><br>Peace is quiet, tender.<br>It does not call <br>attention to itself,<br>it makes no demands.<br><br>It is a smile<br>on the faces of a crowd,<br>it is the silence<br>of contentment.<br><br>Peace is a friend<br>you can trust with your heart,<br>you can trust with your life.<br>Peace is the child of love.<br><br>It is the welcome<br>of eyes that are kind<br>to the difference<br>That makes us the same.<br><br>It is a world <br>That has no hunger and war.<br>It is the universe<br>at prayer with its maker.<br><br>Peace is a flower<br>each one of us can grow.<br></h5> <h5><div><b>詩歌賞析：</b></div><div>這三首詩呈現(xiàn)出深邃的人文精神與詩人對生命、信仰及和平的深切思考?！对娎收b》以羅伯特·弗羅斯特的象征為引，探討詩歌、孤獨與存在的關系，情感真摯而內(nèi)斂；《廢棄的教堂》通過宗教遺跡與自然力量的對比，揭示人類信仰的衰微與自然永恒的復蘇，畫面感強烈，富有象征意味；《和平》則以極簡、純凈的語調(diào)表達了人類共同的理想與溫柔的愿景。三首詩語言精準，意象深刻，融合了哲理與抒情的雙重美感，展現(xiàn)出詩人兼具思辨與慈悲的藝術氣質(zhì)與世界胸懷。（佩英）</div><div><b>Editorials：</b></div><div>These three poems reveal a profound humanistic spirit and the poet’s deep contemplation of life, faith, and peace. Poetry Reading draws on the symbolism of Robert Frost to explore the relationship between poetry, solitude, and existence, conveying emotion that is both sincere and restrained. The Disused Church contrasts the decay of religious relics with the vitality of nature, exposing the decline of human faith and the eternal renewal of the natural world, with imagery that is vivid and full of symbolism. Peace, written in a minimalist and pure tone, expresses humanity’s shared ideals and gentle vision. Together, the three poems employ precise language and profound imagery, blending philosophy with lyricism, and revealing a poet of both intellectual depth and compassionate spirit—one who embraces the world with wisdom and grace.（ By Christine Chen)</div></h5> <h5><br><br></h5> <h5>方耀乾，1958年生於臺南，成大臺文所博士。曾任中教大臺語系特聘教授、教育部本土語課綱總召，被譽為「臺灣語言教育之父」。著有詩集18冊、論著6冊，作品關注歷史與族群，被譯成20餘種語言。</h5> <b>我的母親是太空人</b><br><br>1969年7月20日，<br>阿姆斯壯，<br>穿著太空衣，<br>背著氧氣瓶，<br>走在月球的表面，<br>說出那句震撼天地的話：<br>「這是我個人的一小步，<br>卻是人類的一大步?！?lt;br>從那一刻起，<br>我在心裡悄悄<br>種下一個夢——<br>夢想有朝一日成為太空人。<br>二十八年後，<br>那個夢<br>沒有萌芽，<br>沒有生根。<br>而我的母親<br>成了太空人。<br>她也穿著太空衣，<br>也背著氧氣瓶，<br>只是月亮變成了病房，<br>連一小步也邁不出，<br>更別提什麼「一大步」。<br>如今，我再次<br>種下一個夢——<br>願我的母親<br>不要再做太空人。 <b>湯德章公園憑弔(</b><br><br>我來到這個小小的公園<br>你黑黑挺挺的半人雕像<br>就像那天你挺挺的身軀<br>你溫柔堅定的笑容<br>是不願屈服的意志<br><br>當子彈穿過<br>你飽滿的前額<br>堅定的面容破碎<br>是櫻花的玉山雪<br>溫柔的笑容結凍<br>是鋼鐵的大壩尖<br><br>仍然那麼溫柔<br>仍然那麼堅定<br><br>被血遮蔽的眼睛<br>不願闔目 你<br>向心愛的臺灣<br>做最後的巡禮 我<br>知你心裡無恨<br>你只是憐憫<br><br>你溫柔的笑容猶是笑看暴政者<br>你堅定的血猶固守受傷的土地<br> <b>不負之詩：和平頌</b><br>The Unbetrayed Poem: A Hymn to Peace<br>漢譯：佩英<br><br>斷垣灰燼上，猶聞稚子啼，<br>鐵與火所織之夢，非人心所期。<br>戰(zhàn)禍乃幻影，權勢如鏡花；<br>它奪春華之色，禁詩息之華。<br>我愿棄戈而執(zhí)筆，<br>令文字如清泉，濯塵滌魂。<br>我愿以一朵玫瑰，插于槍口，<br>使芳香化殺機，<br>如曉光消長夜之寒。<br>自由，非天賜之禮，<br>乃眾志所壘之墻。<br>民主，非口舌之言，<br>乃心跳之回響。<br>平等即大地本身，<br>凡立于其上者，<br>皆聽同息，共脈相連。<br>噫，和平——<br>汝為柔中之剛，靜中之光。<br>無聲而盛，如星爍暗穹。<br>炮火可裂城垣，<br>不能裂人之魂。<br>唯和平也，<br>為人類不負之詩。<br>愿攜手相照，點燈互明，<br>使塵寰無復孤懼。 <h5><b>The Unbetrayed Poem: A Hymn to Peace</b><br><br>On the ashes of ruined ground,<br>The cry of children still lingers.<br>Dreams woven of iron and fire<br>Were never the thirst of the human heart.<br>War is but a pallid illusion,<br>Power a phantom within the mirror;<br>It steals the color from blossoms,<br>And seals the breath of poetry.<br>I would take up a pen instead of a sword,<br>Let words, like clear springs, moisten cracked souls.<br>I would place a single rose within the mouth of a gun,<br>Its fragrance dissolving murder<br>As dawn dissolves the chill of night.<br>Freedom is no gift bestowed,<br>But a wall raised by many hands.<br>Democracy is no mere slogan,<br>But the echo of every heartbeat.<br>Equality is the earth itself;<br>Whoever sets foot upon it<br>Shall hear the same rhythm,<br>The same breath.<br>Ah, Peace—<br>You are the gentlest yet firmest of powers.<br>You bloom in silence,<br>Shining like stars upon the dark.<br>Cannons may shatter the walls of cities,<br>But never the walls of the soul.<br>Only Peace<br>Is the poem humanity shall never betray.<br>—Let us join hands,<br>And kindle lights for one another,<br>Until the world knows no more loneliness nor fear.</h5> <h5><b>詩歌賞析：</b></h5><div>這三首詩皆具強烈的人道精神與深刻的情感穿透力?！段业哪赣H是太空人》以冷峻而悲愴的比喻，將母親病榻化為太空，揭示生命脆弱與人性溫柔的光輝，真實感人?！恫回撝姡汉推巾灐犯窬趾甏?，語言古典而富哲理，以詩為劍，呼喚人類良知與和平信念，展現(xiàn)出史詩般的氣勢與道德光輝。《湯德章公園憑吊》則將紀念詩提升為靈魂的禮贊，詩人以極度克制的筆觸書寫悲愴中的尊嚴與溫柔的力量。三詩并觀，兼具現(xiàn)實關懷與詩性高度，思想深邃，格調(diào)高潔。（佩英）<br><br></div> （本期所有文字作品均獲作者授權）