彼岸的春天
文/墨磨人 (貴州）
譯/浣石 (遼寧)
我們困于日歷間的小寒、大寒
在一場(chǎng)場(chǎng)的大雪中
圍爐敘舊、煮茶、看書
太陽(yáng)已被云層抹去
風(fēng)吹奏的塤，如破布紛亂
觸手可及的春天，就在彼岸胎動(dòng)
桃樹、杏子樹以及青綠的油菜
正聚集能量，準(zhǔn)備粉墨登場(chǎng)
我聽到了蝸居的蜜蜂哼起《春光美》
它們仿佛嗅到了磁性花粉
看見縹緲的金色，波峰般鋪向天邊
毗鄰春天，是一種隱秘感動(dòng)
像演奏指揮家高舉的碳纖維棒
就等候一剎那，管弦四起
萬物，匯入浸透陽(yáng)光的芬芳
Spring on the Other Shore
By Mo Mo Ren (Guizhou)
Tr. Huan Shi (Liaoning)
We linger between Lesser Cold, Greater Cold
on the calendar,
in snowfall after snowfall—
huddled by the stove, reminiscing, brewing tea, reading.
Sun erased by clouds,
wind plays the xun like ragged cloth.
Within reach, spring quickens on the other shore—
peach, apricot, and green rapeseed
gathering energy, preparing for the stage.
I hear housebound bees humming "Spring Scenery,"
as if scenting magnetic pollen,
seeing ethereal gold spread wave-crested to the horizon.
Neighboring spring is a secret stirring,
like a conductor raising a carbon-fiber baton,
waiting for that moment when strings and winds erupt,
all things merging into sunshine-drenched fragrance.
(2026.1.9)
