飞尘
By Fei Ming 废名
不是想说着空山灵雨，
也不是想着虚谷足音，
又是一翻意中糟粕，
依然是宇宙的尘土，—
檐外一声麻雀的叫唤，
是的，诗稿请纸灰飞扬了。
虚空是一点爱惜的深心。
宇宙是一颗不损坏的飞尘。
Notes:
Read the English-language translation by Yilin Wang, “the soaring dust of the mortal realm” and Yilin Wang’s translator’s note.
Source:
Poetry
(February 2022)