月亮从妆台镜子中
望出一百万英里
（或许也带着骄傲，望着自己
但她从未，从未露出微笑）
至远远超越睡眠的地方，或者
她大概是个白昼睡眠者。
被宇宙抛弃了，
她会叫宇宙去见鬼，
她会找到一湾水，
或一面镜子，在上面居住。
所以把烦恼裹进蛛网吧
抛入水井深处
进入那个倒立的世界
那里，左边永远是右边，
影子其实是实体，
那里我们整夜醒着，
那里，天国清浅就如
此刻海洋深邃，并且你爱我。


Insomnia

Elizabeth Bishop

The moon in the bureau mirror
looks out a million miles
(and perhaps with pride, at herself,
but she never, never smiles)
far and away beyond sleep, or
perhaps she's a daytime sleeper.

By the Universe deserted,
she'd tell it to go to hell,
and she'd find a body of water,
or a mirror, on which to dwell.
So wrap up care in a cobweb
and drop it down the well

into that world inverted
where left is always right,
where the shadows are really the body,
where we stay awake all night,
where the heavens are shallow as the sea
is now deep, and you love me.

ps.附上很火的据说借鉴《失眠》的一首三行情诗 ,也很美。

螃蟹在剥我的壳，笔记本在写我。
漫天的我落在枫叶上雪花上。
而你在想我。