In a Foreign Land

十座火山都已經安睡
這是最好的情況你在我身邊
前後 左右 上下
雨聲嘩嘩響得幽寂這擁擠的雨
一重重反鎖的門
我們在門的張馳在床與異邦言語的
陌生中摸索

我從斷訊的海岸來
那裡沒有火山彷彿黑色罌粟
不熄的燈塔
這是最好的情勢在夜晚你等我
我的腳步比雨滴更輕更透
不會遺落窗下
窗是阿波羅的但床屬於戴奧尼索斯

荒廢的旅店繡球花搖晃它們
孩童般的捲髮姹紫嫣紅
不合理的夢
內戰與地震與磨碎的咖啡豆
都過去了過期了所以
這是最好的姿勢
眼睛和閃電的眼睛小腹和火山的小腹

連夜的雨以及屋簷傾斜的
回答

—選自陳育虹《之間》

Ten volcanoes in sleep. Nice
that you are by my side
From all corners, pitter-patter
goes the rain, in solitude and in crowds
Doors are locking themselves out
We search, in doors’ fickleness, and
in whisper of bed and foreign land
I come, from the isolated shore
with no volcanoes, like black poppies
lying on the coast
But beacon’s light never dies
Nice that you wait for me at night
On the window, heavy rainfalls
Lighter are my footsteps
They left no trails

Apollo’s window, Dionysus’ bed
Hydrangea shakes wavy hair
with hue that children shall possess
The old deserted inns, the strange dreams
The wars, quakes, and broken coffee beans
They are the outdated, the past, so
nice poses of eyes, the lightning eyes
and volcanoes’ belly tyre

Roofs sloping, in response
to rain that plays all night

— Translated from In Between(之間) by Chen Yuhong (陳育虹)