05.2010“The Map Home” won May Poetry Challenge
The Map Home
Around the globe, you search
for two dots, connected
by a flight line. Distance
becomes a long string
to knot nostalgia;
fingers nudge a blue
sphere – home beckons
like an aching moon.
Your son asks
to map the family tree.
You surprise him, draw
concentric circles. Your pen drifts,
traces solar systems,
that revolve around the same point –
That’s our home!
Laughing at your crazy map,
your son prunes the growing tree.
He does not see
rings rippling across
your night river,
and leaves fall to roots.
回家的地图
围绕地球仪，
你搜索着 两个点，
由一条 飞行路线连接。
距离 成为一条长长的丝线
编织着浓浓的乡愁;
你的手指轻推
蓝色球体— 故乡
是挂在天上的一轮明月
伤痛地召唤。
儿子邀你 绘制家谱树。
你画着一个个同心圆，
让他很是诧异。
你的笔漂移，勾画出
太阳星系的轮廓，
它们都围绕同一点:
这就是我们的家园！
嬉笑你疯狂的绘图，
儿子裁剪延伸的家谱树。
他没有注意到
年轮涟漪着
夜色下的河流，
而叶子
落下
聚拢在根底。
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