The Changing Room: Selected poetry of Zhai Yongming

White Corridor

26 白色的走廊 我见过白色的小小走廊 在不眠之夜移动 衣裙吹皱沙沙作响的风 小小的血滴开着花 象很多签名 单单调调的存在 我见过玉体横陈的病女孩 把美貌的头转动 她高烧的理由把夏天的温度破坏 我跑过失踪的门 那儿半开半闭的胸膛 把内心的嚣张变成 一些活生生的愿望 我见过孤独的小小走廊 穿白罩衫的女人悄悄走来 她哭泣的声音传得很远 母亲沾满血迹的两手忽隐忽现 在我眼中逡巡 让我担负起一个下午 手术刀的光芒 以及密密缝合的光线 我见过母亲的小小走廊 在黑暗中惊醒 似水的生命力把我轻轻托起 这是被迫出逃的方式 这是纯洁的小小走廊 分裂的方式 拖着我 病体有如梦中的百草园 27 WHIte CoRRIDoR i’ve seen a small white passage Flickering on sleepless nights gusty winds rustle and wrinkle my skirts Droplets of blood flowering Like the humdrum existence of so many signatures i’ve seen a sickly girl pale as jade draped across the bed She turns her pretty face from side to side her fever’s wellsprings shatter the summer heat i run past a vanished door Where a half-opened chest cavity has turned an arrogant heart into vital hopes i’ve seen a lonely little passage a woman in a white coat walking quietly in the sound of her weeping carries mother’s blood-covered hands appear and disappear Wavering before my eyes Placing on me the burden of the afternoon the brilliance of the scalpel tightly stitched rays of light i’ve seen my mother’s small passage awakened into darkness with a start a life force like water gently held me up that’s how i was chased out that’s how a small, immaculate passage Was rent apart and i was pulled out a sickly body has a botanical garden that’s like a dream 28 栖息着多种多样的疫疾 没有来龙去脉 没有困倦 眼睁睁看着白衣的裂纹 充满魔力 夏天的病女孩摸索着走来 温顺的 雪白的凝睇 带着扫荡一切的幻觉 29 a host of diseases has lodged there Lacking origin or outcome indefatigable eyes stare at the rips in white clothing Full of allure the sickly girl of summer feels her way forward meek and mild her snowy gaze holds a vision of everything swept clean ...