七月 文/空也静
译/丁后银
阳光搬不动
一片聚集的云朵
淫雨
死皮赖脸地
纠缠着七月的黄昏
撒一张大网
在越涨越高的池塘里
打捞
一轮月
On July
Sunshine cannot move/
A wide stretch of gathering clouds in the sky/
Excessive rains/
Shamelessly harass the dusk of July/
They interweave into a huge net/
And try/
To cast it into the floating pond/
In the sky/
To catch/
The moon nearby/