欲將變身美洲豹

The bone-crushing pain

那粉身碎骨的痛苦

of turning into a jaguar:

觸手可及，從雕刻於玄武岩

palpable in the shaman’s

或玉石上的巫師

cleft head carved in basalt

裂開的顱頂；從他嘴角下耷

or jade; in his down-turned

張開的四方形口中；

squared-off open mouth;

脣因分娩或尖叫

lips stretched and dilated

拉伸，擴大。

in birthing, in a scream.

想像你

Try to imagine yourself

從一種世界的痛

crossing from one world

跨越到另一種，從沉靜中

of pain into another, the quiet

召喚出狂暴

needed to summon the fury

將你拋送過界。

needed to catapult you over.

無數次的，

For the umpteenth time,

像是著了魔，我描繪

until entranced, I trace

那一串護身符似的花飾，

a talismanic cascade of curlicues

它從一本舊書上拷貝。

copied from an old book.

偷渡來的畫面，

Images smuggled out

在電視上循環播放，

from the border, TV loops,

淹沒我閉上的雙眼。

stream even my closed eyes.

就在我們身處的世界，

In no other world but this,

我們目睹母親

we watch as mother is again

和孩子被一次次拆散，

and again torn from child,

沒有什麼符號可以修復。

no glyph known for repair.