本来对诗歌不感兴趣，不过一位偶像级别的大哥bambooman让我过去看其关于诗歌翻译的系列subject，今日得闲就这个方面写的东西。

其原文如下：（完整的诗歌及其诗人简介见后面。）

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这是第一段原文：

The force that through the green
fuse drives the flower
Drives my green age; that blasts the roots of
trees
Is my destroyer.
And I am dumb to tell the crooked rose
My youth
is bent by the same wintry fever.

这里应该没什么冷僻的词汇。前三句是一小节，后两句是另一小节。看过《星球大战》（Star War）的一定都记得，恶战和远征之前洛克（Luke）总要受用一句福咒：May the
Force BE with you。Tomas在这里说的Force，也是同样：神秘、巨大、无所不在、贯穿宇宙和时间。力，可以催生万物（The force that through the green fuse drives the
flower/Drives my green age），也可以毁灭一切（that
blasts the roots of trees/Is my destroyer.）。fuse和blasts把这Force之猛烈推到你的眼前：fuse是导火索，blasts意为爆炸，生或死都是迅猛而不可挡，一切似乎发生在瞬间。诗句中音乐感极佳，如第一句中Force、Fuse和Flower都是以F-作辅音为首，blasTS the rooTS of treeS又都以[S]结尾。Green
fuse和Green age，连用两个Green，指生命的成长，也暗含生命一旦不得不面对逆势之力时的脆弱。Is my destroyer，嘎然而止，以悲情作结。如果roots可以被blasts，玫瑰自然凋折（crooked
rose），这Force既然作用于万物，Tomas说：我们（我和玫瑰）同病（My
youth is bent by the same wintry fever）。“I am dumb
to”意指：I am so overpowered, that I am unable
to。在这里以及后面的几端都表达一种状态：如此之敬畏以至于不敢或不能。

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THE FORCE THAT THROUGH THE GREEN FUSE DRIVES THE FLOWER

by Dylan Thomas

The force that through the green fuse drives the flower
Drives my green
age; that blasts the roots of trees
Is my destroyer.
And I am dumb to tell
the crooked rose
My youth is bent by the same wintry fever.

The force that drives the water through the rocks
Drives my red blood;
that dries the mouthing streams
Turns mine to wax.
And I am dumb to mouth
unto my veins
How at the mountain spring the same mouth sucks.

The hand that whirls the water in the pool
Stirs the quicksand; that
ropes the blowing wind
Hauls my shroud sail.
And I am dumb to tell the
hanging man
How of my clay is made the hangman's lime.

The lips of time leech to the fountain head;
Love drips and gathers, but
the fallen blood
Shall calm her sores.
And I am dumb to tell a weather's
wind
How time has ticked a heaven round the stars.

And I am dumb to tell the lover's tomb
How at my sheet goes the same
crooked worm.

　　Dylan Thomas, the most important British poet in 1940s. He was born in
Wales. His father was schoolteacher. Thomas disliked theory and abstraction, so
he was a very poor student at school and he left it on his sixteenth birthday.
But he liked to read English poetry and published his first book Eighteen
Poems (1934) when he was 19. He was a brilliant talker and very sociable but
reckless and impulsive in his way of life and unable to manage his money, so he
often went poor. He hated the rich and called himself a “Communist”, he had no
interest in politics. He went to the United States thrice to make money and he
died from alcoholism and pneumonia on the way of the last journey there. He
wrote in a highly individual and even obscure way, he was always subject to
strong emotional ups and downs but he was never cynical. The vitality and warmth
of his poetry form a sharp contrast with the coldness and despair expressed by
most of the poets of his time.