早晨--科斯塔.卢克斯

orchid

沉静，收音机里的新闻，
雨的气味。我的邻居
弯腰捡起他的报纸
装进橘红色的塑料袋里，
扔到台阶上。汽车都向着
这条路或那条路前进，
车轮下溅起美丽的水花。
人行道冒着蒸汽，东方的朝阳，
长长地斜射过来，似乎
这个世界漫长的时光。
The stillness, the radio's news,
the scent of rain. My neighbor
bending to pick up his newspaper
in its orange plastic bag, tossed
on the step. The cars all
heading this way or that,
a fine spray beneath their wheels. Vapor
rising from sidewalks, and the light
of the eastern sun, slanting long, as if
there's all the time in the world.
"Morning" by Krista Lukas, from Fans of My Unconscious. © The Black Rock Press, 2013. Reprinted with permission