Fan Jinghua: Love Letter

　　　Love Letter

Open a new word file and you
have a blankness to face.
Planarity is fathomless, and you feel
like mayonnais sandwich spread.
On the LCD, a pop-up
teaches you how to fold a letter paper
into an envelope, but then you cannot tell
which side is the content.
It must be a dream, with characters!
In the desk file folder, the plot unrolls,
breathing loss and lust. Its secret
cries “Help!” in the left-hand third drawer.
You have to take out another sheet, draw
an empty circle and some clouds of closed lines,
and write under the picture
"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!"
before folding and feeding it into the envelope.
Wet warm the adhesive on your tongue and seal it.
There is no addressee, and a Y stands like a lonely tree;
you look at it hard and no “Help!” is heard.
As bouncy Good-mornings are in the air,
you are smiling in a dream.
　　　　　　　　　　　September 24-27 2007

　　　情书
打开一个新文档，于是你
就有了一片空白可以面对。
平面，深不可测；而你感觉
自己像涂抹三明治的蛋黄酱。
屏幕上，弹出广告教你
如何将一张信笺折叠成
信封，而你却无法说出
那张白纸哪一面是内容。
这必然是一个梦，
人物必须鲜活如生。
情节在案头的文件夹里
展开，有失落与欲望的气息。
它的秘密在左首第三个抽屉里
呼救。你又抽出一张纸，
画一个圆圈和几朵线条的云，
然后在图下写上“中秋快乐”；
叠好，塞进那信封，用舌头
舔湿自带的胶水，趁着微温，封口。
没有地址，空白的信封上
一个Y站着，像一颗孤独的树；
你看了很久，没有听到呼救声。
当“早晨好”在空气中跳跃，
你推紧抽屉，微笑，犹如在梦中。
　　　　　　　2007年9月27日