《招魂》
和平岛
每当玛丽和里斯办聚会
都借椅子
最近一次，他和族人们一道
重新祭炼捕梦网
手敲鹿皮鼓
敲之，跳之，舞之
你获得
类似于楚辞，巫阳的能力
我忽然明白，里斯
为什么总喊我
表弟
因为他才是
掌梦官啊
《招魂》138行，行行都是
咒语——
魂兮归来
心之所想
便穿过红皮神木
出现眼前
一连串鲜花的海洋——
大紫： 缎面花
火红： 海红花、流星花、火把草
深蓝： 卡马斯百合、卡利普索兰花
雪白： 白鹿百合、白延龄草、全盘花、黑莓花、沙龙白珠
金黄： 俄勒冈葡萄、黄色山地紫罗兰、春金草、橙色金银花、臭菘、黄睡莲……
所有浪花，全世界的颜色
都活了过来
时空穿越者！白垩纪不可以止些
恐龙灭绝在即
大洋板块，俯冲自杀
十日横空，岩浆齐发
香草美人！冰期不可以止些
增冰峨峨，飞雪千里些
流浪者！大洪水不可以止些
除非——
你乘着独木舟
你身披葛藤腰束海草
我流连在哈根溪畔，高喊
魂兮归来，哀江南！
我是鲑鱼男孩
你是海底部落的酋长
汨罗江底漂泊两千多年的忠魂啊，魂兮归来！
您是我百山祖的王
钟鼎山是您的钟楼之钟，您的九鼎，您的王冠！
Summoning the Soul
By He Ping Dao
Whenever Mary and Rease host a gathering
They borrow chairs
This most recent time, joined by his kin
He set out to re-consecrate the dreamcatchers
Hands beating the deerskin drum
Drumming, leaping, dancing
You have attained
A power like that of Wu Yang, from the Songs of Chu
Suddenly, I understand why Rease
Always calls me
"Cousin"
For he is
the true Master of Dreams
One hundred and thirty-eight lines of the Summoning, and every line
Is a mantra—
O soul, come back!
Whatever the heart imagines
Pierces through the Arbutus trees
Appearing before my eyes
A cascading ocean of blossoms—
Great Purple: Satinflower
Fiery Red: Sea Blush, Shooting Star, Indian Paintbrush
Deep Blue: Camas Lily, Calypso Orchid
Snow White: Fawn Lily, White Trillium, Pearly Everlasting, Blackberry Blossom, Salal
Golden Yellow: Oregon Grape, Yellow Mountain Violet, Spring Gold, Orange Honeysuckle, Skunk Cabbage, Yellow Pond Lily...
Every spray of surf, every color of the world
Has jolted into life
Time Traveler! Let the Cretaceous not end here xie
Extinction looms for the dinosaur
Oceanic plates commit suicide by subduction
Ten suns hang in the sky, magma erupting in unison
Fragrant Grass and Fair Beauty! Let the Ice Age not end here xie
Piled ice towers high, flying snow for a thousand miles xie
Wanderer! Let the Great Flood not end here
Unless—
You ride in a cedar canoe
Your body draped in vines, your waist bound in kelp
I linger by the banks of Hagen Creek, crying out:
O soul, come back! I lament for Jiangnan!
I am the Salmon Boy
You are the Chief of the Undersea Tribe
O loyal soul, drifting for two millennia beneath the Miluo River, O soul, come back!
You are the King of my Baishanzu;
Mount Zhongding is your Tower Bell, your Nine Tripods, your Crown!
