"Isola Bella in Lago Maggiore" (1871) by Sanford Robinson Gifford
粽子不會裹,粽葉肉米一起蒸不也一樣味道,龍舟不會劃,寧可跳入水中遊個二三千米。這個端午和女王生日撞車(女王有N多個生日,各州都不同),長周末躲不掉,不如以舊詩代粽,舊思代龍舟罷,都是壇上發表過的。
《源頭:一滴水泅渡了兩千年》- 黑朗 (2016)原作,老鍵譯
一小滴雨輾轉了兩千年。有時睡在深海,有時跑在大江大河
一小滴淚有時躲在眼窩,有時爬上雲朵
來自身體內外的流淌:有時是小情懷,有時是大天下
——哦!臨近端午,有些泛濫的水
它們不懂山河的疼痛。還把一葉龍舟當令箭,吆喝著,擺弄著
讓本該平靜的水濺起浪花
——哦!這個端午,也有些芝麻綠豆的錯覺
它們牽著一株植物的命,從黑夜走到白晝,從生走到死
那些粽米:從高空拋起,又被深水淹沒
五月疼出了一些聲音
不聽蟬鳴脫殼,不聽啼血杜鵑,不聽蛙鼓噪舌……
在空蕩蕩的天體
我們聽見:一道閃電撕裂另一道閃電,一聲雷搬動另一聲雷
Source of a river – A drop of water swam across two thousand years
Original by Hei Lang / Translated by laojian
A small drop of rain has tossed about for two thousand years,
Sometimes sleeping in the deep ocean, sometimes running in big rivers
A small drop of tear sometimes hid in eye-sockets, and sometimes ascended to the clouds
Flows circulating through in and outside of my body, sometimes are a snug bosom of feelings
And sometimes are the expanding land under heaven.
-- Oh! With the advent of Duan Wu Festival, there were bodies of flooding water
That have no idea of the sufferings of my homeland.
They took a dragon-boat as the token of authority, making a big fuss,
And make a splash where water should have been left still.
-- Oh! This Duan Wu Festival, there are trivial misconceptions
They lead the life of a plant, walking from morning till night, from life to death
Those leaf-wrapped rice – being tossed in the upper air, yet ending up submerged in the deep water
May has been made groans in pain
Listening not to cicada’s crying for sloughing, to cuckoo’s lamenting, and to frog’s croaking
In the hollow of a heavenly body
We heard – a bolt of lightning split another bolt, and a thunder displaced another thunder
《關於故國的現實寫法》- 老鍵
至此,對一些問題應有所明了
是浮冰載起鄉土,是流水締結情緣
日頭和雲彩的戰事,從一對駝峰間墜落尾聲
部落民剖開胸懷,出土帝國的車轍
而我隻敲碎一截小指,榨出些楚辭和巫舞
那時你憑風騷絕塵,或以滄浪濯衣
並對一群蛋白質過剩的官人,不斷規勸:
茹素吧,你們的口臭就會好的
如今丹青手在你遍體塗鴉,你隻在我心口
工細刺青
《河岸》- 老鍵
動了一下,又動了一下
翻身的時候你露出破碎的身世
族譜翻到此頁,魚和蟲蟄伏的節氣
柳暗之處,光陰在洄水裏窩結
風雷留下尾聲,把墳頭的白花搖了三搖
此後也有斜陽,無力翻曬你的皮草
小獸在底下,把酸果和病曆搬進搬出
巫山滑入雲雨,卻一再於丹田棄守良辰
而一杆長篙到底,釘月光和渡船
於艄公投水的地方
多少潯陽江頭故事,埋在你的左掌或者右掌
山林為黃昏哨聚,再受夜色招安
木材身姿,依然披掛蓑衣 樸刀
你自打點流水,載起營盤上路
截下黑鐵 火種
和四更造飯的傳承
一切從糧食的根部開始。風雨歸人
枕著湘夫人的水袖裸睡,曆史與兵俑
邊上和衣而臥