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| 2013年德國Society of German Nature Photographers (GDT)年獎由18歲的Hermann Hirsch奪得。 |
自古英雄出少年。年紀漸長，更要記住這句至理名言。看看這十八歲的年青人所攝取的世界。真是美不可方物。太棒了。找到了Ted Hughes的<<思想之狐>>。作為對此畫作的禮讚。
我想像午夜此際的森林：
某樣東西仍在活動
伴隨著時鐘的孤寂
以及我手指挪動的這頁白紙。
穿窗而望我看不見星辰：
某樣逐漸靠近的東西
雖然越發地深入黑暗，
正走進這孤寂：
冰冷、纖柔如黑色的霜雪
一隻狐狸以鼻輕觸枝、葉；
兩眼轉動，就在此時
以及此刻，此時，此刻
把整齊的字體嵌進林間的
雪地上，機敏地一跛足的
陰影艱苦地慢行，在那膽敢
穿越墾荒地的身體
中空處，一隻眼睛
一種逐漸擴張、深沈的綠意，
燦爛地，專注地，
從事自己的工作
直到，它帶著一陣突兀辛辣的狐臭
走進黑暗的頭穴。
窗口仍不見星辰；時鐘滴答，
紙上印滿了字。
The Thought-Fox
I imagine this midnight moment's forest:
Something else is alive
Beside the clock's loneliness
And this blank page where my fingers move.
Through the window I see no star:
Something more near
Though deeper within darkness
Is entering the loneliness:
Cold, delicately as the dark snow
A fox's nose touches twig, leaf;
Two eyes serve a movement, that now
And again now, and now, and now
Sets neat prints into the snow
Between trees, and warily a lame
Shadow lags by stump and in hollow
Of a body that is bold to come
Across clearings, an eye,
A widening deepening greenness,
Brilliantly, concentratedly,
Coming about its own business
Till, with a sudden sharp hot stink of fox
It enters the dark hole of the head.
The window is starless still; the clock ticks,
The page is printed.
Something else is alive
Beside the clock's loneliness
And this blank page where my fingers move.
Through the window I see no star:
Something more near
Though deeper within darkness
Is entering the loneliness:
Cold, delicately as the dark snow
A fox's nose touches twig, leaf;
Two eyes serve a movement, that now
And again now, and now, and now
Sets neat prints into the snow
Between trees, and warily a lame
Shadow lags by stump and in hollow
Of a body that is bold to come
Across clearings, an eye,
A widening deepening greenness,
Brilliantly, concentratedly,
Coming about its own business
Till, with a sudden sharp hot stink of fox
It enters the dark hole of the head.
The window is starless still; the clock ticks,
The page is printed.
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