1ofDasein

16 February 2006

看穿之二

站在漲潮中發呆的鷺鷥
被漁火滾燙的妒意灼傷
水中的夜色有你的氣息
和潮水不著邊際的安慰

15 February 2006

14 February 2006

somewhere i have never travelled

somewhere I have never travelled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which I cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look easily will unclose me
though I have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skillfully, mysteriously) her first rose

or if your wish be to close me, I and
my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility: whose texture
compels me with the color of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

( i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens; only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands

--E.E Cummings

雪，无所不在的、小心翼翼的降落了。