In the spacious gallery

在寬闊的畫廊

I spot your painting

我看到你的畫

from a different time, different place,

隨著時空的變化

shifting with the change.

不斷更換著內容

Viewers carry in

濃墨重彩的

outdoor air, its freshness

原來是觀眾

somehow entering the frame,

他們從戶外帶來

strengthening its colors,

清新的空氣

which suddenly dissolve

走進你的畫框裏

into pure, flowing light.

聚集在畫的上方

I almost hear the painting

忽而溶解了，只留下

murmur, its colors

流動的光芒

fleeing voices, as once again

我聽到畫對自己的

you paint a new journey.

評論，然後

色彩和聲音散去

Such marvelous art,

你開始再畫，重新出發

yet thumbing through the catalog

I don’t find your name.

多麼奇妙的畫

The frame cannot hold your gaze,

但我翻了畫廊的目錄

giddy at the watercourse,

可沒有你的名字

white poplars, these mounds of hay.

是你突破了畫

The church melds

牢固的框框

with all the world’s clamor,

釋放了那一雙雙

from our train the station hardly changed.

一度暈眩的眼睛

You turn the mind

重新讚頌水流

to landscape

白楊樹、乾草堆

so flecked with pleasure

教堂逐步走進世俗

it might even know itself.

的喧嘩裏，而火車站

Paintings need a space

就是我們乘車瞥見的模樣？

the eye can enter and depart.

是你把心靈的歷程

轉化成風景

Through the gallery’s door, evening light

它們愉快地顫動

thins the curtains. I see you then,

彷彿也思想起來？

in one corner of the canvas,

還是，你的畫

finishing a sketch:

必需從更遠的距離

Sunset Impression.

讓我們進出畫裏畫外

觀看？

在畫廊的門口

當夕陽穿過窗簾

我看見你倚坐在畫的一角

剛完成了一幅寫生：

日落·印象