An exhilarating meditation on nature and its seasons-a personal narrative highlighting one year's exploration on foot in the author's own neighborhood in Tinker Creek, Virginia. In the summer, Dillard stalks muskrats in the creek and contemplates wave mechanics; in the fall she watches a monarch butterfly migration and dreams of Arctic caribou. She tries to con a coot; she collects pond water and examines it under a microscope. She unties a snake skin, witnesses a flood, and plays -King of the Meadow' with a field of grasshoppers.
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Annie Dillard (born April 30, 1945) is an American author, best known for her narrative prose in both fiction and non-fiction. She has published works of poetry, essays, prose, and literary criticism, as well as two novels and one memoir. Her 1974 work Pilgrim at Tinker Creek won the 1975 Pulitzer Prize for General Nonfiction. Dillard taught for 21 years in the English department of Wesleyan University, in Middletown, Connecticut.
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天气很热,热到连镜子摸起来都是暖的。我昏头昏脑地对镜清洗,扰乱了的夏日之眠仍像海草般围绕着我。这是什么血?什么玫瑰?可能是交合的玫瑰,杀戮的血,也可能是赤裸之美的玫瑰,以及无以述说之祭祀或诞生的血。我身上的记号可能是象征也可能是污迹,可能是打开一国之门的钥匙,也可能是该隐的印记。
这些都是早上的事情,梦到的一些画面,这时最后一波海浪正将你推上沙滩,推向明灿的光亮和将你吹干的空气。你还记得压迫感,还有躺靠着的弧形睡梦,轻柔的,像是干贝躺在贝壳里那般。但是空气让你的皮肤干硬起来,你站起身;你离开照亮了的海岸去探索昏暗的海岬,而很快地,你就隐没在树叶茂密的内陆,专注地,什么也不记得了。
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