December 23, 1962
二十二岁时
我停下我的旧道奇车，
坐在那里最长的一次
想象圣诞节的早晨
当我看见我三岁的孩子
揭开她自己的火炉盖子，
用一张茶几做的，
加上门，油漆了的火眼，
发现小塑料平底锅，
只煎一面的鸡蛋，和锅铲。
那刻我想要打开包装，
立刻过两次童年。
At age twenty-two
I parked my old Dodge,
and sat there for the longest time
imagining Christmas morning
when I’d see my three-year-old
uncover her own stove
made from an end table,
doors added, burners painted,
and discover tiny plastic pans,
sunny-side up eggs, and a spatula.
I wanted to unwrap that moment,
and live two childhoods at once.
