Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Fan Jinghua: The Sea of Clouds

The Sea of Clouds

It is not about holding and letting go any more,
and I do not even care about how much time has flown between us.
Lucky sight-seers can always see the sea of clouds,
and they outnumbered themselves when they climbed the mountain.
The dazzling clouds that a younger me admired and touched
on the mountaintop had many names and forms,
and now they are clouds, flying low in my mindscape.
They had their days, their libertine tentacles blooming,
so bold and clear, so ingenuous and unartful, they swelled up,
and the closest one was lost in its whiteness.
An awesome fear that I could never have imagined
came like a beauty, tangible before I called out a name
to make sure the one standing by me was still there,
but with the sea of clouds something was gone forever.


    云海
不再与抓紧或放手有关了,我甚至
不在乎已有多少时间从我们之间流过。
幸运的观景者总能看到云海,
他们爬山,数量超过了他们自己。
炫目的云曾令年轻时的我惊叹,在山顶
我也触摸过,它们有很多的名字与形状,
如今它们是云,在我心灵的风景中低飞。
它们也有当年之勇,放浪形骸的触须
如花盛开,爽朗,干净,毫无心机,
它们涌上来,于是最近的人就消失于一片白色。
一种我从未敢想象过的恐惧降临,那么慑人,
犹如一种美,在我喊出一个名字之前那么真切;
还没来得及确认站在身边的人是否还在,
有一种东西就已经永远随着云海的来去消失了。
           2011年11月8日夜

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

A sea of clouds filmed in El Hierro (Canary Islands, Spain):
https://vimeo.com/186452284
password: graphiosis