Invention 創(chuàng)作

　　Billy Collins比利 科林斯

　　Tonight the moon is a cracker,今晚的月亮是塊

　　with a bite out of it ,被咬掉一口的薄脆餅干

　　floating in the night.飄飄蕩蕩浮在夜天，

　　and in a week or so ,按照日歷

　　according to the calendar ,約莫一周時間

　　it will probably look,它看似大概會

　　like a silver football,像個銀色的足球，

　　and nine, maybe ten days ago,而九天，或許十天之前

　　it reminded me of a thin bright claw.它使我想起一個薄明的蟹鉗。

　　But eventually-可漸漸地―

　　by the end of the month,到這個月底

　　I reckon-我推斷―

　　it will waste away ,它將消瘦至

　　to nothing,身影全無

　　nothing but stars in the sky,天上只留繁星點(diǎn)點(diǎn)，

　　and I will have a few nights,而對我自己來說

　　to myself,會有幾個夜晚

　　a little time to rest my jittery pen.讓我極度緊張的筆得以休閑。