three 3-line poems
1
Under the file of trees on the other band of the river
Clothed figures moves with their own pace
Like corporeal ghosts float toward tangible past
河对岸的一列树下
一套套衣裳缓急自适
有形的灵魂漂向可辨的古代
2
That oracle comes from memory,
Ariadne’s cave half-open
The time of this life scrapes our skin like cold wind
那是谶语，来自记忆
阿里阿德涅的洞穴门扉半启
此世的时间寒风般擦刮我们的皮
3
Tahiti women offer their fruits with piety
For the fruits have their right time of ripening
Gauguin is ashamed for his impatience to pick
大溪地的女人捧出果子
以及对瓜熟蒂落的感恩
高更为曾经急于采摘而羞愧
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