最初接触狄金森的诗歌就是那首:我为美而死——/但还不怎么适应坟墓里的生活。/这时一位为真理而死的人,/来到我的隔壁,她轻声问我,/为什么而死,为了美,我说。/我是为了真理,/我们是兄弟。/就这样,像亲戚在夜里相逢,/我们隔墙侃侃而谈,/直到青苔爬满了唇际,/并把我们的名字遮蔽。 The first poetry that touched Dickinson was that song: I died for the United States - but not so well adapted to the life in the tomb. / Here a man who died for the truth / came to me next door, she asked me softly / why died, for the United States, I said. / I am for the truth, / We are brothers. / So, like relatives meeting at night, / we talked about the wall, / until the moss covered the lips, and / / to hide our name.