I lived at the edge of the town

我住在城鎮的邊緣

like a street lamp whose light bulb

像一盞街燈，它的燈泡

no one ever replaces.

從未有人換過。

Cobwebs held the walls together,

蛛網支撐起墻角

and sweat our clasped hands.

像汗水黏住握著的手。

I hid my teddy bear

在粗陋的石頭墻洞裏

in holes in crudely built stone walls

我藏起我的泰迪熊

saving him from dreams.

使他免於做夢。

Day and night I made the threshold come alive

日以繼夜我一次次歸來

returning like a bee that

讓門檻復活

always returns to the previous flower.

像蜜蜂執拗地重返上一朵花。

It was a time of peace when I left home:

我在和平年代離開家：

the bitten apple was not bruised,

剛咬了一口的蘋果還沒有瘀青，

on the letter a stamp with an old abandoned house.

信的郵票上印著一座廢棄的老房子。

From birth I’ve migrated to quiet places

從出生起我一直向寧靜的地方遷徙，

and voids have clung beneath me

虛無懸掛在我身上

like snow that doesn’t know if it belongs

像雪不知該屬於大地

to the earth or to the air.

還是空氣。