时光列车

 黑黄德士卷起了岁月风沙

童年没有留白的剧情

携带了两粒鸡蛋在路边炒馃条摊上点缀记忆

萋萋草丛中咱们窥探着叶片间蜘蛛的秘密

放眼  笑弯了椰树的腰

邻里流动的铃响总是驱走午后的睡意

冰淇淋车前垂涎着几分甜蜜

孩提的风景攀到红毛丹枝上增添色彩

太阳掉下西边那口井点醒了灯火荧荧

黑白电视机召集一家团聚在锌板屋的大厅

 

地铁快速驶入空调的温度

赤道的童年已不再认识爬树

丰裕的汉堡包夹住馋爱的童稚嘴脸

幼龄在云朵里蹦跳着假日的领域

起飞  缩短国家和国家的距离

钢琴声悠扬了楼屋的下午

黑白键上努力着专业的姿势

孩子把黄昏拍打成洋洋的网球

不在乎女娲补不补天嫦娥奔不奔月

房里荧屏幕前小孩各自专注的网络童年世界

 

《香港文学》5月2011年

The passage of time

 

Sands of time winds back by the black and yellow cab

My childhood story has never blank

Bringing along a pair of eggs, we go for Char Kway Teow at the roadside stall

In the bushes, in between the leaves, we discover the secret of spiders

Look, and see, the coconut trees bend their bodies

The moving ringing tone chases away the monsters Z

We, savvy the sweetness on the motorcycle selling ice-cream

Capture childhood scenery, we were on the Rambutan tree

The sun falls into the well in the west, lightens up the shimmering bulbs

Under the zinc roof, the black and white television gathers the family into the living room

 

 

MRT springs into the temperature of air conditioning

Children in the Equator no longer climbing trees

The rich hamburgers, unfold their gluttonous face

Hopping in the cloud, the youngs enjoy the holiday territories

Take off,   and closes up the distance between countries

The music from the piano hums the residential afternoon

In front of the black and white keys, they repeat their professional practice

The kids turn the dusk into high rise tennis game

Never bother, whether Nu Wa amend the sky, whether into the Moon, Chang Er fly

In the room, children deep into the screen in their own web world