三月到四月

March to April

我記得你多次離開

you shoved off a few times,

船頭離開了原來的水面

the water parting smoothly

船尾壓平湧起的浪

at the passage of the bow,

又激起另一些

the stern a troubled wake.

五月，我的房屋

By May, my house

就要從水上漂走

drifts farther,

像一根斷木或新枝

a snapped branch or newly budded bough,

我們中的一個將成為

one of us a marker

另一個離去的標誌

for the other’s loss.

或許不動的是我

Maybe it’s me who’s moored.

在聽覺的時間中

By the ear’s measure

我已固定了多年

I’ve been still for years.

島上垂下折斷的枝條

On this island, a splintered branch hangs,

抓住你後又被水流帶走

snatching you, then sweeps off with the current.

回想四月，我怎樣沉浸於

When I think of April, I see myself

綠色的水域，觀察

submerged in green water

某種發光物的游動

where something swims and glitters,

你的閃爍帶給我熄滅後的黑暗

your flickering the dusk of my extinguishment,

我已被水擊傷

water wounded.

六月前面是更開闊的海洋

June’s a wider ocean,

我只能從星辰的高度愛你

where I can love from the height of stars,

像月亮愛下面最小的船隻

as the the smallest skiff enchants the moon,

一去不返但始終是

never returning, forever

海洋上的船隻

one hull on the water.