March to April

三月到四月

you shoved off a few times,

我記得你多次離開

the water parting smoothly

船頭離開了原來的水面

at the passage of the bow,

船尾壓平湧起的浪

the stern a troubled wake.

又激起另一些

By May, my house

五月，我的房屋

drifts farther,

就要從水上漂走

a snapped branch or newly budded bough,

像一根斷木或新枝

one of us a marker

我們中的一個將成為

for the other’s loss.

另一個離去的標誌

Maybe it’s me who’s moored.

或許不動的是我

By the ear’s measure

在聽覺的時間中

I’ve been still for years.

我已固定了多年

On this island, a splintered branch hangs,

島上垂下折斷的枝條

snatching you, then sweeps off with the current.

抓住你後又被水流帶走

When I think of April, I see myself

回想四月，我怎樣沉浸於

submerged in green water

綠色的水域，觀察

where something swims and glitters,

某種發光物的游動

your flickering the dusk of my extinguishment,

你的閃爍帶給我熄滅後的黑暗

water wounded.

我已被水擊傷

June’s a wider ocean,

六月前面是更開闊的海洋

where I can love from the height of stars,

我只能從星辰的高度愛你

as the the smallest skiff enchants the moon,

像月亮愛下面最小的船隻

never returning, forever

一去不返但始終是

one hull on the water.

海洋上的船隻