Fan Jinghua: Half-Moon Sailing to the Morning

　　Half-Moon Sailing to the Morning
　　　　　　　　　　　　　For M
The sky is blue like still water. A half moon,
Small as a fat hook, rivets such an expanse.
Accidental early birds hustling by, they do not
Even notice they are passing by a human being.
I slow down my pace, wishing to be deaf,
To become the only soul regarding you with an agape mind,
Keeping all the noises at bay beyond two-arm’s reach.
If there are others in otherwheres, and I’m sure there have been
All the time, gazing at the moon, we form separate pairs,
Reflecting, according to the principles of geometric optical illusions.
I’m sorry to say, the borderline of our vision is the baseline
Of our belief, but when our forefinger draws a circle in the air,
The moonlight is collected and poured into a desktop mirror,
Which has been an abyss, and now the moon marks its depth.
　　　　　　　　　　　　April 17, 2009 (early morning)

　　航向黎明的半个月亮
　　　　　　　　　(为M而作)
天很蓝，像静静的水。月亮
那么小，却要铆住那么大一片。
匆匆的偶然的人，甚至
和我擦肩而过的感觉都没有。
我放慢脚步，把躁急的声音挡开
在两臂之外，我愿意失聪，
成为惟一带着满心之爱看她的人。
假若另有其人，我相信一直都有，在别处，
望着月亮，按照几何光学幻觉的原理，
我们便两两相互折射。只是我们
目力的极限，也是我们信念的底线。
我们对空画一个圈，然后回到桌边，
月光就被收集，展平，在镜中溢满，
那本来是深渊，现在有了月亮打底。
　　　　　　　　　2009年4月17日晨