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本帖最后由 olvido 于 2011-10-28 12:20 编辑
the Unmeasurable
"Man is unmeasurable, absolutely unmeasurable."—— Louis Kahn
The impossible sounds in the body: the cracking of bones,
The tsunami in fossils, the snowmelt dripping from a soul
In early spring, the bell tolling in ice crystals, refracting in its huge
Cavity, bright, immeasurable, like the joy of death,
Wholly entrusted, and in living the doom of the universe
Forgetting slowly the doom of I
All the impossible has one root:
unbelief.
While out of the chest, everyday new buds spring :
A pair through the eardrums; a pair blooming in the pupils.
The weakest of all melts in the burning throat,
Overdrafting the zero night with the primitive green.
不可度量之物
“人是不可度量的,绝对是不可度量的。”——路易斯·康
体内那些不可能的声音:骨骼的碎裂
化石中的海啸,早春融雪自灵魂滴下
冰晶中光的洪钟,折返于巨大的
空穴,不可度量,像死的快乐
完整的交付,因宇宙的朽没而忘却
我的朽没
不可能皆源于不信
但胸中每天生出新芽:
一双穿出耳膜,一双开放于瞳孔
最弱的一支,在滚烫的喉管融化
以洪荒之绿透支零夜 |
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