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蕭開愚詩一首《北 站》
[2015-5-29 8:01:20]
蕭開愚詩一首《北 站》
我感到我是一群人。
在老北站的天橋上，我身體里
有人開始爭吵和議論，七嘴八舌。
我抽著煙，打量著火車站的廢墟，
我想叫喊，嗓子里火辣辣的。
我感到我是一群人。
走在廢棄的鐵道上，踢著鐵軌的卷銹，
哦，身體里擁擠不堪，好像有人上車，
有人下車，一輛火車迎面開來，
另一輛從我的身體里呼嘯而出。
我感到我是一群人。
我走進一個空曠的房間，翻過一排欄桿，
在昔日的剪票口，突然，我的身體里
空蕩蕩的。哦，這個候車廳里沒有旅客了，
站著和坐著的都是模糊的影子。
我感到我是一群人。
在附近的弄堂里，在煙攤上，在公用電話旁，
他們像汗珠一樣出來。他們蹲著，跳著，
堵在我的前面。他們戴著手表，穿著花格襯衣，
提著沉甸甸的箱子象是拿著氣球。
我感到我是一群人。
在面店吃面的時候他們就在我的面前
圍桌而坐。他們尖臉和方臉，哈哈大笑，
他們有一點兒會計的
假正經。但是我餓極了。他們哼著舊電影的插曲，
跨入我的碗里。
我感到我是一群人。
但是他們聚成了一堆恐懼。我上公交車，
車就搖晃。進一個酒吧，里面停電。我只好步行
去虹口，外灘，廣場，繞道回家。
我感到我的腳里有另外一雙腳。
THE NORTHERN STATION
I feel I’m a crowd of people.
On the overpass at the old Northern Station, in my body
some people start to discuss and argue, a cacophony.
I’m smoking, considering the ruins of a train station,
I want to shout, there’s a burning in my throat.
I feel I’m a crowd of people.
Walking on an abandoned track, kicking the curling rust of ties,
O, it’s unbearably crowded inside me, as if some people are getting on a train,
some off. A train is coming toward me,
another goes whistling out of my body.
I feel I’m a crowd of people.
I walk into a spacious room, pass over a railing,
at the ticket-check of bygone days, suddenly, within me
a void. O, in this waiting room there are no travelers,
what’s standing or seated is all dim shadow.
I feel I’m a crowd of people.
In a nearby alley, at a cigarette stall, beside a phone box,
they come out like pearls of sweat. They squat, jump,
block things up in front of me. They wear watches, brocade shirts,
carry weighty trunks as if they’re balloons.
I feel I’m a crowd of people,
While eating noodles in a noodle shop they are before me
sitting around the table. Their angular or square faces, laughing loudly,
they have a bit of an accountant’s false respectability.
But I’m extremely hungry. Hummering an old movie tune,
they step into my bowl.
I feel I’m a crowd of people.
But they’ve gathered into a heap of fears. I get on a public bus,
the bus rocks. Enter a bar, the power goes out. So I must walk
to Hongkou, the Bund, the square, go home in a round about way.
I sense there’s another pair of feet in mine.
(Tr. by Michael M. Day)
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