Before Dark 天黑前

From the porch at dusk I watchcd

a king fisher wild in flight

he could only have made for joy

He came down the river，splashing

against the water's djmmjng face

like a skipped rock，passing

on down out of sight. And still

I could hear the splashes

farther and farther away

asit grew darker He came back

the same way，dusky as his shadow，

sudden beyond the willows.

The splashes went on out ofhearing.

It was dark then. Somewhere

the night had accommodated him

-at the place he was headed for

or where，led by his delight，

he came.

黄昏时，我在门廊上看着

翠鸟尽情飞翔

本来只为快乐。（剩余191字）