奇迹 / Miracle

镍币上的麦穗
在我口袋里
熟了

那天我穿过大街
嘴里嘀咕了一句
什么
我也没听清

人们只嗅到
满街的麦香
谁也没注意
我
这个奇迹

Miracle

The wheat on the coin
Ripened
In my pocket

I was crossing the street
Muttering things
Incomprehensible

The streets were filled with
The perfume of wheat
But no one noticed
This miracle
Of mine

*Chinese coins have the pattern of wheat.

Translated by Wang Ping and Alex Lemon