作品：第二个冬天

他的声音又在门外响起，

那音调我早已熟悉。

我听到他向仆人询问，

问一个人，似乎是我。

拿着一朵花，我走过，

这一生我们还未曾相遇。

我的脸，对他仍陌生，

或许他眼里会闪过惊异。

我穿过大厅，脚步犹疑，

在沉默中，走出门，

整个世界在这一刻退去，

我只看见，他的脸。

我们交谈，仿佛漫不经心，

话题也随之飘忽不定，

我们的声音，带着一丝怯意，

似乎不敢去触及，

彼此深藏的记忆。

我们散步，把狗留在家里，

惟有温柔的月亮作伴，

体贴如它，只陪了一小段，

便留我们，独处。

我们“独处”——仿佛天使，

第一次在苍穹下展开双翼，

我们“独处”——仿佛圣徒，

以神秘的面纱将容颜遮蔽。

我愿，用血管里所有的紫色，

再换一次，我们“独处”。

只要这代价，他懂得，

只要这点点血迹，他一一细数。

Again - his voice is at the door -

I feel the old Degree -

I hear him ask the servant

For such an one - as me -

I take a flower - as I go -

My face to justify -

He never saw me - in this life -

I might surprise his eye!

I cross the Hall with?mingled?steps -

I - silent - pass the door -

I look on all this world contains -

Just his face - nothing more!

We talk in careless - and in toss -

A kind of plummet strain -

Each - sounding - shyly -

Just - how - deep -

The other's one - had been -

We walk - I leave my Dog - at home -

A tender - thoughtful Moon

Goes with us - just a little way -

And - then - we are alone -

Alone - If Angels are "alone" -

First time they try the sky!

Alone - if those "veiled faces" - be -

We cannot count - on High!

I'd give - to live that hour - again -

The purple - in my Vein -

But He must count the drops - himself -

My price for every stain!