蜻蜓的影子

星期六的上午
我背起沉甸甸的行囊
想去很远很远的地方
出门就看见一个淡淡的影子
象小小的燕子张开翅膀
轻盈飘忽
又仿佛一团散不去的烟雾
抬起头，迎着依然炫目的阳光
原来是只单薄的蜻蜓
在风中颤抖着迟疑
蓝天下沾满了十月的气息
她会继续飞翔，寻找
或许就在这个黄昏
找到一处静谧的池塘
（或者沟渠）
在那里产卵
然后死去

Shadow of a Dragonfly
xm, 10/04/08

On Saturday morning I put on a heavy packback,
dreaming of going somewhere far, faraway.
When I walked out of the door I saw a faint shadow,
like a tiny swallow spreading her wings.
It fleeted with such lightness, as if
there was a little puff of smoke that would not vanish.
I looked up, in the glare of the Sun,
I spotted a thin, delicated dragonfly,
trembling in the wind, hesitant.
Under the blue sky she was covered with the breath of October.
She would go on flying, searching.
Perhaps at dusk of that same day,
she would have found a peaceful pond (or a ditch).
There she would lay all her eggs,
and then, be gone.

Shadow of a Dragonfly
xm, 02/19/09

On Saturday morning I put on a heavy packback,
dreaming of going somewhere, faraway.
When I walked out of the door I saw a faint shadow,
in the shape a tiny swallow spreading her wings.
It fleeted with such lightness,
like a little puff of smoke that would not vanish.
I looked up, in the glare of the Sun,
I spotted a thin, delicated dragonfly,
trembling in the wind, hesitant.
Under the blue sky she was covered with the breath of October.
She would go on flying, searching.
Perhaps at dusk,
she would have found a peaceful pond (or a ditch).
There she would lay all her eggs,
and then, be gone.