IN THE SURGERY ROOM

I was not walking on the space

Why got hit by a shooting star?

After being washed up (baptized)

My face turned dried-up (left-sided)

To a messy marsh

Bruise and blood to mud

 Beard and mustache to pine not cut

To an illustration

Strange like never really being

In my imagination

Pain

Is in philosophy a gain (Please, not again)

Numbness

Is an experience of unconsciousness ( I’ll be cautious)

My left leg

Is not willing to stretch forward as the rivers

And not willing to bend down as the Lakers

My knee, oh my

Is the entry of a mine

Where some miners

Are finding out an opener

To dig in an open-minder

            Translated by Yuzhong 6/18/09 Houston

P.S.   斗膽試譯秋夢前輩的「手術房內」

兼求指正並祝早日康復，再展雙語詩的雄風!

2009.6.18於休士頓

越南☆秋夢的詩

手術房內 

我不是走在太空上

何以會撞到流星

洗禮後

我的左臉變成

乾涸的沼澤

淤血成泥濘

不修的鬍髭成杉木

一張全然陌生的挿圖

似乎

不曾認識

痛

是一種哲學

麻痺

是一種經驗

我的左腳

是一道不能伸向的河流

不能屈就成湖泊

膝蓋也成了一個

礦口

有幾個員工在那處

商議著

如何去開拓 ?

           2009年6月16日

馬來西亞蘇清強笛兄2009.6.17箋注◇◇◇

讀秋夢笛兄的詩，意象鮮明，很好，很棒！

太高興他車禍後寫出了這麼好的詩作！

再次祝福他！