Faint sounds beyond the window,

隱約是窗外

outgoing tide,

潮水的聲音

passing voices.

逝去的人語

The moon retreats.

月亮移遠

My son, shirt rustling,

兒子夢裏翻身

turns over in his dream.

衣裳窸窣

You wake, fist on the crib rail,

你醒來

see me on the couch.

扶著床欄

You hum a toneless song

細看睡塌上的我

like a duckling

忽然哼起

swims across the room

無調的歌

and back. My ears

像小鴨子

catch something from my past,

在房子裏悠悠

slim recognition, monosyllables

游遠

not yet words.

又回來

I write them down

我的耳彎

in rhythms, line breaks

還帶回一些

of the lunar tide.

我的過去

Someday you might read

讓我重認

and claim again

一些單音節

these moments of your past

在字詞出現之前

as the tide recedes,

然後按潮水

advances.

起落

月移方向

一一分行

記下

讓你將來

閱讀

拾回一些

你的過去

如潮水退了

又再回來