名家散文鉴赏：The Chrysanthemums(菊花)_美文

名家散文鉴赏：The Chrysanthemums(菊花)

她停了下来，好像有点儿不知所措。“打苞的时候最需要好好照看，”她欲言又止地说。“我不知道该怎么对你说。”她凝视着他的眼睛，好像在寻找什么。她的嘴微微张着，象是倾听什么回答。“我给你讲讲看，”她说。“你听说过庄稼里手吗?”“我想没有，夫人。”“那么，我只能给你说说那是什么感觉。那是在你摘掉那些多余花蕾的时候。一切都聚集到你的手指里，你看着自己手指的活计。它们在自己干着活儿，你能感觉到那是怎么一回事儿。它们在不停地摘着，摘着，不出一点儿差错。它们与庄稼是天生的搭档，你明白吗?庄稼和手指间。你可以感觉到，一直到你的手臂。它们知道该怎么做，从不出错。你可以感觉到。只要这样，你就不会出什么错。你明白吗?你听懂了吗?”她跪在那里，朝上看着他，胸脯激动得涨了来。那个男人眯起了眼。好像自己意识到什么，朝远处看了看。“或许我理解，”他说。“有时候，晚上，在马车里……”

Elisa's voice grew husky. She broke in on him, "I've never lived as you do, but I know what you mean. When the night is dark - why, the stars are sharp-pointed, and there's quiet. Why, you rise up and up! Every pointed star gets driven into your body. It's like that. Hot and sharp and - lovely." Kneeling there, her hand went out toward his legs in the greasy black trousers. Her hesitant fingers almost touched the cloth. Then her hand dropped to the ground. She crouched low like a fawning dog. He said, "it's nice, just like you say. Only when you don't have no dinner, it ain't." She stood up then, very straight, and her face was ashamed. She held the flower pot out to him and placed it gently in his arms. "Here. Put it in your wagon, on the seat, where you can watch it. Maybe I can find something for you to do." At the back of the house she dug in the can pile and found two old and battered aluminum saucepans. She carried them back and gave them to him. "Here, maybe you can fix these."