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名人诗歌|Birds Again

来源:www.ygccar.com 2024-06-01
by Jim Harrison

A secret came a week ago though I already

knew it just beyond the bruised1 lips of consciousness.

The very alive souls of thirty-five hundred dead birds

are harbored in my body. It's not uncomfortable.

I'm only temporary habitat for these not-quite-

weightless creatures. I offered a wordless invitation

and now they're roosting within me, recalling

how I had watched them at night

in fall and spring passing across earth moons,

little clouds of black confetti, chattering2 and singing

on their way north or south. Now in my dreams

I see from the air the rumpled3 green and beige,

the watery4 face of earth as if they're carrying

me rather than me carrying them. Next winter

I'll release them near the estuary5 west of Alvarado

and south of Veracruz. I can see them perching

on undiscovered Olmec heads. We'll say goodbye

and I'll return my dreams to earth.


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