雙語詩〈都市的窗〉刊登于《芝加哥時報》2021.10.8

〈都市的窗〉

窗口越高

面孔越小

越蒼白

每次從下面走過

總會頭皮發麻

宿命地等待

一口痰

一個烟蒂

一隻花钵

或一個

把双臂張得開開

學鳥飛的

人

 CITY WINDOWS

the higher the window

the smaller

and paler

the face

every time I pass underneath

I always have a funny feeling

something is going to land on my head

a spit

a cigarette butt

a flower pot

or a man

spreading his arms

trying to fly

like a bird