思念

思念

思念

为我的父亲

当夜幕初张的藤蔓，在

丝丝细雨间，攀上乌云的沉静

那跌落的黄昏

被轻轻扶起，充满思念。

下雨时想起谁

就会面对谁的孤独

忽然间忧伤的情感

布满我和他之间的空缺。

这朵云负载着往昔的恩惠

直到化为漫长岁月的沉眠者；

尔后，惜别时的家书

与策马追赶的微笑渐行渐远。

灵魂，假如真的存在

也必将如藏匿于旧巢的词汇

在善与恶的留白处，永久地

赋予一位老人双手合十的礼遇。

2017年

Missing

for my dad

Being on the stillness of the dark clouds

in the drizzle, tentacles of night just stretched out

the falling dusk was gently lifted up

and filled with missing.

If you think of someone on a rainy day

whose loneliness is what you neet to deal with

Without warning, the distressed

filled the gap between me and him.

This cloud will carry his grace of the past

until turns into a sleeper in long years;

afterwards, the farewell of the letter home

will fade away from the smile riding it out.

Soul-if it does exist-is bound to be

the same as words hidden in old hideout

refers to the courtesy of holding palms together

in blank place between good and evil, permanently.

2017

选自程烈中英文自选诗选《一只中国花瓶里芳香的叶片》。英文由诗歌翻译家陈子弘先生担纲。

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