36. （组诗）蒙特利尔老城畅想之六：漫画大师 （A master of caricature)

36. （组诗）蒙特利尔老城畅想之六：

漫画大师(A master of caricature)

文/黎历

九月 天高云行远

神鸟飞过时 一支羽毛

倏然坠落入

你祭祀匠心的画盘

你把一只只神改动过的

伊甸园红苹果

挂满秋天成熟的枝头

此时 无需蛇的诱惑

年轻的亚当夏娃

已醉生梦死

一片春心荡漾

原始森林的野象

穿上非洲原野的斑马衣

萌动一片风铃

这里 色彩三原色失和

黄金分割律偃旗

其实 只要心有灵犀

美 可以不成任何比例

写于2017年9月4日星期一3PM

A Master of Caricatures

By Li Li

In September, the sky is high and clouds travel far,

A feather from a passing sacred bird

Suddenly falls into

The painting palette where your craftsmanship is worshipped.

You hang Eden’s red apples,

Altered by divine hands,

On the branches of autumn, heavy with ripeness.

At this moment, there is no need for the serpent’s temptation,

Young Adam and Eve

Are drunk with life, tender with death,

A heart in springtime, fluttering.

The wild elephant of the primeval forest

Dons the zebra stripes of the African plains,

Stirring a field of wind chimes.

Here, the primary colors lose harmony,

The golden ratio lowers its flag.

In truth, as long as hearts are connected,

Beauty need not follow any proportion.

Written on Monday, September 4, 2017, at 3 PM