本帖最后由 老瓦 于 2009-8-30 05:09 AM 编辑
忆——
In memory of ---
长夜里的独身飞行是多余的
因为我就守在你呼吸上
听见那双绣花布鞋
蒙着太空人的脸
从容穿过你熟睡的青瓦房
外婆，这一回我已经不再害怕
我认识过所有的神
又离弃了他们
我只做你故事中一名小鬼
The lone flight of night is unwanted
as I’m already nesting above your breath,
when I can hear the pair of embroidered shoes,
wearing an alien’s face,
slip through the house where you’re sleeping in.
But grandma, this time I live no longer in fear
because I’ve acquainted with all gods,
then deserted them,
all I wish is to be a goblin in the story you made.
外婆，你记得河滩的黄桷树下
一头娃娃鱼的啼哭么
它也该正值中年
我的儿子昨晚都听见了
哭声很大，甚至掀动蚊帐
他却没有惊醒
也没伸出两只手在枕畔摸索
摸索曾陪我痴痴入眠的
尘埃之下你的眼帘
Grandma, do you still remember the cry of salamander
under the white fig tree by the river?
It shall be mid-age by now,
and my son did hear it last night.
It wailed very loud, even scared the mosquito screen.
Yet it failed to wake him up,
unlike me who would stick out two hands
and fish around the pillow to reach your eyelids,
deep under the dust now,
that would always be there to appease my dream. |
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