The Wave by W. S. Merwin

怀抱花朵的孩子

The Wave
W. S. Merwin

I inhabited the wake of a long wave
　　
As we sank it continued to rush past me
I knew where it had been
The light was full of salt and the air
Was heavy with crying for where the wave had come from
And why
　　
It had brought them
From faces that soon were nothing but rain
　　
Over the photographs they carried with them
The white forests
Grew impenetrable but as for themselves
They felt the sand slide from
Their roots of water
　　
The harbors with outstretched arms retreated along
Glass corridors then
Were gone then their shadows were gone then the
Corridors were gone
　　
Envelops came each enfolding a little chalk
I inhabited the place where they opened them
　　
I inhabited the sound of hope walking on water
Losing its way in the
Crowd so many footfalls of snow
　　
I inhabited the sound of their pens on boxes
Writing to the dead in
Languages
I inhabit their wrappings sending back darkness
And the sinking of their voices entering
Nowhere as the wave passes
　　
And asking where next as it break

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