渡鸦之梦

【美】艾达·利蒙        陈子弘 译

在橘子树浓密成行的大路一边
轻便十速自行车坏掉了，我看到
大鸦的头从油润的树叶中伸出来。
不知怎么鸟儿困在树枝上，伤痕累累，
哇哇叫唤。睁大眼，把鸟的脸贴近我。
口鼻相对，深棕色虹膜两两相对。羽毛
挨羽毛。这不是白颈渡鸦也不是扇尾
渡鸦或普通的渡鸦。我们互相凝视的方式
其实并不寻常，而一个陌生人把鸟爪
从树的枝杈上解脱出来，它终获自由，
成了一个赤裸的孩子在风中荡漾。

DREAM OF THE RAVEN

BY ADA LIMÓN

When the ten-speed, lightweight bicycle broke down
off the highway lined thick with orange trees, I noticed
a giant raven's head protruding from the waxy leaves.
The bird was stuck somehow, mangled in the branches,
crying out. Wide-eyed, I held the bird's face close to mine.
Beak to nose. Dark brown iris to dark brown iris. Feather
to feather. This was not the Chihuahuan raven or the fan-
tailed raven or the common raven. Nothing was common
about the way we stared at one another while a stranger
untangled the bird's claws from the tree's limbs and he, finally
free, became a naked child swinging in the wind.

              from   The Carrying