Leaves 
Sara Teasdale
 
One by one, like leaves from a tree,
All my faiths have forsaken me;
But the stars above my head
Burn in white and delicate red,
And beneath my feet the earth
Brings the sturdy grass to birth.
 
I who was content to be, 
But a silken-singing tree,
But a rustle of delight
In the wistful heart of night-
I have lost the leaves that knew
Touch of rain and weight of dew.
 
Blinded by a leafy crown
I looked neither up nor down-
But the little leaves that die
Have left me room to see the sky;
Now for the first time I know
Stars above and earth below.
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树叶
廖康 译   
短评：此诗意境高远，运用扩展的比喻extended ｍｅｔａphor，表现失小得大，弃傲赢谦。
 
我所有的信念如同落叶，
一片片离去，不辞而别；
但头上的群星仍在燃烧，
发出白炽和微红的光烨，
而我脚下的大地母亲
仍为劲草输入生命的体液。
 
我曾满足于作一颗小树，
轻声地歌唱，柔弱地曼舞，
在夜晚沉思寂静的心里
发出欣喜的声响悉簌——
我已经失去了那些叶子，
他们只知道滋润的雨露。
 
我曾被繁茂的叶冠遮挡
既不能低看又不能仰望——
但我再次看到了长空，
正因为那些小叶子死亡；
让我平生第一次看到
群星的闪亮和大地的苍茫。
 
2013/5/14