■作者：陈思
我们沉醉于高谈阔论之中，
夜幕张开——
庞大而湿润的翅膀
将我们包裹。
无光的蓝调时刻。
我们——长大了的孩子
站立凝视，
惊奇地望着一只纸船
被海水吞没。
原文：
A Glimpse
By Azita Ghahreman
So caught up in our conversation
that darkness fell
and covered us
with large damp wings
and not a single light showed
in that blue hour
where we stood
grown-up children
held for a moment, astonished
watching a paper boat
as the water swallowed it.
