红灯

《红灯》| 双一

红灯。上班必经之路

我在三排车林中等候

一只棕色的鸟，踮着金色脚尖

在车林间，黑黢的

柏油地，信步

它时而低头搜寻种子

的线索，时而检阅周围

刚聚集成型，它不认识的森林

与我对视的瞬间

一丝怀疑隔开了它

与我

许多匆忙的路上，我

看见柏油地一团

被辗平的，忘记飞翔的羽毛

可能，可能是这可悲的小鸟

走错了路

可能，可能走错路的是

这可悲的森林

2018/04/24

Red Light

by Jacob Yang

Red light. I wait among a forest of cars

On the must-traveled way to work

A brown bird, with golden tiptoes,

On the black asphalt paved road

Strolls between rolls of cars

Like strolling between rolls of trees

She bows to search for signs of seeds

And examines the forest

That gathered around just in time

The forest she has not yet known

The moment her eyes catch mine

A thread of doubt separates her and me

On many hasty roads

I spot on the asphalt pavement

A puddle of feathers that forget to fly

But are squashed by car tires

Maybe, maybe the poor little birds

Walked the wrong way

Maybe, maybe this poor array of forest

Is heading in the wrong direction