在遥远的南方,忧郁的太阳正在驶过,就像瓦尔特·惠特曼漫步于海岸,他在歌唱,歌唱他的世界,过去和未来的世界,死亡和白昼。他唱着:没有什么远在天边,也没有什么近在眼前,他的胡须是火,他的曲调是跳跃的火焰。——风韵译史蒂文斯诗献词 In the far south, the melancholy sun is driving through, just as Walt Whitman strolled to the coast, singing, singing his world, past and future world, death and day. He sings: Nothing far away, nothing near, his beard is a fire, his melody is a jumping flame. Charm Translated by Stevens Poems