On a Cold Day in Late March, Near Easter

On a Cold Day in Late March, Near Easter
by Elizabeth Twiddy

I took the car through turns, down long roads,
along wood fences, and saw horses, just two,
far off, in a field. One turned its head toward me—
the other stood motionless so long
I began to wonder whether it was real or a fake
put there to keep the other company,
until finally it bowed its head
earthward. Farther on, I saw a flock of small birds
pulsing together as points over the brown grass,
like tiny buoys responding to air currents,
rising and dipping, the air moving
the smallest feathers on their bellies.

"On a Cold Day in Late March, Near Easter" by Elizabeth Twiddy, from Love-Noise. © Standing Stone Books, 2010. Reprinted with permission.

三月底寒冷的一天，临近复活节

我开车顺着大路蜿蜒而下，
沿着木栅栏， 看见了马，只有两匹，
在远处的田野。一匹马头冲着我 -
另一匹一动不动久久地站着
我不禁想那是真的还是假的
放在那只是给另一个做伴，
直到最后它把头朝着大地
低下。更远处，我看见一群小鸟
如褐色草上的点点在一起搏动
好像随着气流浮动的小小浮标，
此起彼伏，空气吹动
它们肚皮上最细小的羽毛。