TO CURVE

All of s sudden I wither and curve in the surrey bay of your arms,

With my face touching the face of sea,

Feeling myself so weightless

That I could perceive the slightest wave in your body,

Or the gentle eye-opening, pupil-turning of the volcano under the sea,

Or a soundless chant of a piece of rootless seaweed.

My curving imitating death,

I float in the dazzling, clouding tropical bay of your arms.

Yes, only when imitating death

Can I perceive precisely

That I am loving.

蜷伏 

突然萎頓下去蜷伏在你手臂圍成的陽光海灣

臉輕貼著海面

感覺自己如此地輕

可以感知你體內最細緻的動盪

 或是海底火山淺淺地睜眼轉眸

或是一株失根海草的無聲行吟

我的蜷伏模擬著死

漂流在你陽光璀璨雲潮湧動的熱帶臂灣

是的，祇有當模擬著死

我才分明察覺

我正愛著。