牧雨，四川简阳人。曾先后在《诗刊》《星星》《诗林》《诗潮》《散文诗》《诗选刊》等刊物发表诗歌，诗歌入编多种读本，著有诗集《被世界借走》。2014年，在中国《诗刊》社的征文中获中国-永济诗歌节二等奖。2016年参加全国十六届散文诗笔会。

Mu Yu, native of Jianyang, Sichuan, has published a number of works in journals such as Poetry Monthly, Stars, Poetry Forest, Poetic Trend. He is the author of Borrowed by the World. He won second prize in 2014 at China Yongji Poetry Festival and attended the 16th National Meeting for Prose Poets in 2016.

曹顺发，重庆市丰都县人，现为重庆交通大学外国语学院教授，翻译，曾在各级学术刊物中发表论文和文章20余篇，出版过译著10余部。

Cao Shunfa, native of Fengdu, Chongqing, is now a professor and translator with Foreign Languages School, Chongqing Jiaotong University, who has papers and articles published in journals across China, in addition to a dozen translation works.

木匠

The Carpenter

（一）

蜗居夜色，把私有化的孤独，
从院子搬到堂屋，绕过过度开掘的月光，

回到自己，刨尘埃，
刨南来的消息，把目光钉进夜的深处，

为木质的光阴，备好消炎的泥土和风声，
安抚倒塌的树林，如果夜加倍辽阔，

忘不了翻滚的旧事，就对着墙上的微笑，
告诉她，地面发生的许多事。

（二）

三月，某缺口。你披着蓑衣，穿过浅灰的错觉，
随鱼群攀岩，拦击流水，拦击上升的绿意，

从信任的枝头，摘香气、光的种籽，
从麻雀的表情，领取歌声，饲养惊蛰后的物种；

三月，某缺口。你在门前，锯流水、阳光，
刨着风声、鸟鸣，刨着多次被打扰的寂静，

寻找稀薄的空气或云影，协助羊群，
走回湿地，洁净地活在泥巴色的玩笑里。
			

(I)

I, dwelling in a nutshell of a house, move my privatized loneness
From the courtyard into the central room off the excessive moonlight

I, myself again, plane the dust
And the news from the south, eyes boring far into the night

For the years of wood, I get ready anti-inflammatory soil and wind
So as to placate the fallen forest, if the night redoubles itself

Haunted byevents of olden days, I smile toward the wall
And tell her whateverthat has befallen the world.

(II)

Visited byhaplessness in March, you, rain cape on back, pierce through some light gray illusion,
Climbing after a school of fish and intercepting running water, budding greenness

Picking seeds of fragrance and light from the credulous branches,
And getting singsong from the expressions of sparrows while feeding the waking species

Visited by haplessness in March, you stand at the gate, sawing running water and sunshine,
Planing the sounds of wind, birds and oft-interrupted quiet

Seeking scarce air or cloud shadows and helping the flock of sheep
Back to the wetland where they live spotlessly in muddy-brown jest.