自然之歌(一) Instinct

无意间读到Diana Anastasio的‘Tread Softly’，才知道原来童诗可以这么美。 忍不住试着翻译，才发现我的牛津字典不知道被丢到哪里去了。

希望有那么一首诗，让JJ圆圆和老三在往后面对低潮的时候， 突然想起，吟唱着抬头仰望闪烁的星空。

Some things, such as flying south, weaving a spider's web, and buiding a nest, are done by instinc. It's just built in, like blinking and suckling are for humans.

Silken Scaffold

I wish I were a spider,
For I would know, just know,
Without being told,
How to spin a silken ladder,
And a spiral scaffold.
If my woven scaffold snapped
Would you be my silken net?
Or must I spin a parachute
To carry me to the cold, hard ground below?

摘自‘Tread Softly’(www.readinga-z.com)


丝织攀架

我愿是蜘蛛，
因我知晓，本能的知晓，
不需要谁来告诉我，
如何织成一道光滑的梯子，
和旋转的攀架。
若我的攀架毁了
你是否愿意做我的救生网？
抑我必须及时编织一个降落伞，
让自己安全地降落到冰冻的，坚硬的地面？

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Morning Twilight

Sometimes, in the soft morning twilight,
When the world is silent and the shadows still,
I tiptoe out to the little roofless house
And lie in the dawn dew, weaving daffodils through my fingertips.
Above my head, a corner nest slips a twig or two.
Spiders spin and weave,
Twisting silken webs.
A monarch butterfly wait to go
Thousands of miles to escape the snow.
How do they know?
How do they know?
I close my eyes, and wonder why.

摘自‘Tread Softly’(http://www.readinga-z.com/)

晨光

有时候，在轻柔的晨光中，
当万物俱寂影子凝固，
我踮着脚尖走到无顶的屋外
在晨露中躺下，用指尖编织着黄水仙。
头上，角落的鸟巢中有一两枝新芽探出。
蜘蛛在编织，
如丝般的网。
一只王蝶蓄势待发
准备远行千里躲避冷酷的寒冬。
他们如何知晓？
他们如何知晓？
我闭上眼睛，想个究竟。

注：Mornach butterfly
大型彩蝶，翅膀棕橙色，上有黑色网纹。飞行慢，却能从加拿大至墨西哥作远途飞行。

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