高行健 诺贝尔文学 诺贝尔文学经典:《宠儿》第7章Part 5

诺贝尔文学经典:《宠儿》第7章Part 5  

It was the second question that made it impossible for so long to ask Sethe about the first. Thething that leapt up had been coiled in just such a place: a darkness
a stone
and some other thingthat moved by itself. She went deaf rather than hear the answer
and like the little four o'clocks thatsearched openly for sunlight
then closed themselves tightly when it left
Denver kept watch for thebaby and withdrew from everything else. Until Paul D came. But the damage he did came undonewith the miraculous resurrection of Beloved.
Just ahead
at the edge of the stream
Denver couldsee her silhouette
standing barefoot in the water
liking her black skirts up above her calves
thebeautiful head lowered in rapt attention.
Blinking fresh tears Denver approached her — eager for a word
a sign of fiveness.
Denver took off her shoes and stepped into the water with her. It took a moment for her to drag hereyes from the spectacle of Beloved's head to see what she was staring at.
A turtle inched along the edge
turned and climbed to dry ground. Not far behind it was anotherone
headed in the same direction. Four placed plates under a hovering motionless bowl. Behindher in the grass the other one moving quickly
quickly to mount her. The impregnable strength ofhim — earthing his feet near her shoulders. The embracing necks — hers stretching up toward hisbending down
the pat pat pat of their touching heads. No height was beyond her yearning neck
stretched like a finger toward his
risking everything outside the bowl just to touch his face. Thegravity of their shields
clashing
countered and mocked the floating heads touching.
Beloveddropped the folds of her skirt. It spread around her. The hem darkened in the water.