Up the Flood-view Pavilion 江紹倫譯
Torrents from the west swell the river worst in history
This lone town is inundated in flooding misery
Whence the overflow fails to enter the old conduit to drain
A thousand li of crops half of them will not grow again
<<Tune: Qin Garden Spring>> Algonquin Park 
Late autumn in eastern Canada
A thousand hills in red and lavender
Ten thousand trees in brown and yellow splendor
Driving north from Toronto
On both sides of the roads
Leaves display brilliant colors fold after fold
The world is a show of fantasy fables Continue reading
The Mid-autumn Moon 江紹倫譯
Clouds gone at dusk the world cool and serene
The Man of Galaxy moves the moon on a charming sheen
I recall not a happier night than this you and I hold
Where each of us will view this same moon next year who knows
《秋日田园杂兴》__范成大 (1226-1193)
Autumn (7)
中秋全景属潜夫 棹入空明看太湖
身外水天银一色 城中有此月明无
How beautiful the Mid-Autumn Fest it’s all for me
I sail in the serene clear space the TaiLake I’ll see
Beyond my soul water and sky a silver constellation
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Ah My Native Land
Winds through ten thousand pines sound musical
Green leaves on a thousand hills shine beautiful
Playful clouds create shadows from the sun
Waves of thriving rice on the plain a sight so fun
Birds roost in the midst of fine woods
Fishes glide in pristine shallows feeling good
Such heartfelt dreams end I linger
Awake I pine for my native land ever
風箏 希尼（愛爾蘭)
來自另一種生活時地的空氣
在粉藍色天空上浮托
一隻白翼在微風中衝向高空
是一只風箏出現在某一下午
人們紛紛步出戶外
散踞在荆棘薔薇籬笆中央
Returning Swallows
Swallows always return here in spring
They delight seeing flowers bloom along the lane
Gliding beneath the eave they flex their wings
Mud in beaks they build nests for the young to live in
Flying in pairs they contest in precision not speed
Once their young calls for feeding they toil indeed
Parents take turns bringing nourishment from fields and hills
Generations repeat the same love and care by Nature’s will
Exposure by Seamus Heaney
Irish Poet, 1995 Nobel Laureate
十二月的偉克洛
榿樹的餘雨在滴落
樺樹承受日暮餘熙
白蠟樹叫人望而生寒
A Dream
We bid each other adieu life unsettling even in a dream
Surviving calamities we meet again our hearts gleam
Let’s treasure our love this wonderful moment
True affection appears in life how often
(一) The Last Rose of Summer
中譯
Lyrics: Thomas Moore (1779-1852)
Music: John Stevenson (1761-1833)
(二) 初見紅楓
涼風颯颯夏疾收
歲月無聲偷換秋
楓葉早沾濃洌味
半樹泛紅醉方休
[ 收到來稿，同日 2013年9月2日見 信報 練乙錚 (’68) 氣短集 (二) 夏日的最後玫瑰 ]
