Fan Jinghua: Memory of New York

　　　Memory of New York

By the porchs of apartment houses along the drive
Snow from the day before yesterday heaps
White balls splash into sugar before and behind you
Their sound is so crystal clear
You are made to realize there must be a net above the tree branches
And winds have broken through it
Someone laughs behind you because a snow ball has hit you
On the head and shoulders
Strangers scattered in the alleys in the most supercilious city
Become so close when you walk alone

　　　纽约记忆

车道两旁，公寓房的门口还有前天的积雪
雪团不时在你的前后摔碎
那声音说出白色的重量，犹如糖霜般明确
你这才意识到树枝在高处结着网
而微风似乎已经刮过
有人在你身后笑出声来
因为雪团击中你的头与肩
散落在街巷深处的陌生人如此亲切
当你独自走在世界最冷漠的都市