文/笔若
点亮一支火把，走进砖厂里去
五岁的黎明在昨天下午中奔腾
在昨天下午——奔腾
瓦片的生命在燃烧
蒸发着都市迟钝的血和眼泪
我想，我就是一位瞎子
用远古的沧桑和心脏
或用诗人们最朴实的语言
去和一些陌生人交谈
我看不见你的额头
——请你
请你遗忘掉小丑的契约
遗忘那些旧房子的姿式
遗忘我胸脯上待嫁的诗歌
2018年8月11日凌晨三点
英文版，译：王未央
A Clown
By Bi Ruo
Light a torch and walk into a brick factory
The five-year-old dawn dashed in yesterday afternoon
Dashed—— in yesterday afternoon
The life of tiles is burning
Evaporating the dull blood and tears of the city
I think I am a blind man
With ancient vicissitudes and heart
Or the simplest language of poets
Talk to some strangers
I cannot see your forehead
Please——
Please forget the clown’s covenant
Forget the postures of those old houses
Forget the poems that I am going to produce from my chest
3 am, August 11, 2018
