我徜徉在百老汇上
文/胡子(美国)
一月的夜晚
我徜徉在百老汇上
大朵大朵雪花
静静拍打昏睡的雕像
忧郁的我 正低头吟唱
小曲追随柔光
像含带思想
绕过花园 绕过阵阵吠叫
绕过清脆低婉的钟响
停在那甜甜的脸上
那优雅的脸庞 正向天欢笑
那纤纤玉手 正空中摇晃
她正将夜曲轻轻弹唱
曲儿穿透我的曲儿
穿透高高楼阁
穿透我空空眼眶
潜入我最幽暗的心房
在那 胆怯与死亡一同死亡
一月的夜晚 我是大朵大朵雪花
在那晶莹的脸上徜徉
I Was A Wanderer On Broadway
By Huzi
I was a wanderer on Broadway in a January night
Giant snowflakes
quietly slapped the sleeping statues
Melancholy, I was humming
As if my melody could comprehend everything
The street lights gave it a ride
to bypass the garden, the dog barking and crisp, low-pitched bell ring
Parked on a sweet smile which was facing the sky
With her splendid hands, she was playing a melody and brightening the night
Her music penetrated mine
Penetrated skyscrapers and my empty eyes
Dived into my darkest atrium
Where my timidity and death died
I transformed into a giant snowflake in the January night
Became a wanderer on her crystal smile
(WePoetry,五洲, 09/20/2019,贵州)
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