英文诗词赏读：Styx

Styx

by Dana Levin

You put a bag around your head and walked into the river.

You

walked into the river with a bag around your head and you were

never dead，

in your land of scythe and snow——

game on the banks of your

mental styx——

for the double

audience

of smoke——

——

You pressed a coin into his palm and stepped across the water.

You

stepped across the water with a hand on his arm and he was

silent and kind as you

shoved off， toward the smoky coils

of the greek-seeming dead——

You‘d been trying to sleep.

Found yourself here，

in the mythocryptic land——

The river

——

had widened to a lake. You were anchored

in the shallow boat

by his faceless weight——

And on the green shore you could see their vapored

residue， how they could

smell it， those two， your blood‘s

curl and shade——

If you

——

slit your wrist you could make them speak.

If you

slit your wrist you might be able to sleep， he‘s

got a hand on your arm，

he wants you to see——

Dead， dead：

he wants you to see.

Ferryman， Sandman， head

a featureless

cloud——

Grief. It is Grief. Handing you back your coin.

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