Biophilia亲生命性

The Dissolution of Coordinates, at the Beginning

The gaze rests upon a single leaf, lingering for a long time. Long enough to lose focus. Long enough for colors to slowly migrate. Long enough for boundaries to begin to loosen. Long enough for reality to reveal tiny fractures.

Long enough to become a wound. To become a constellation. To become a creature that has not yet acquired a name. Something is lifted up, only to sink again almost immediately.

Like breathing. Like being startled. Like a brief awakening.

They grow. They decay. They reappear. Within the same light. Within the same flicker.

Wind passes through wind. Shadow covers shadow.

Some things are leaving. Some things are returning. We are fleeing swiftly, like nature itself, turning round and round.¹

¹ Adapted from Walt Whitman, “We Two, How Long We Were Fool’d,” translated by Li Yeguang and Zhao Luo.

起初只是坐标的消融

目光停在一片叶子上，会停很久。 久到失去焦点。久到颜色缓慢迁徙。 久到边界开始松动。 久到现实出现细小的裂缝。

久到成为伤口。 成为星群。成为尚未形成名字的生物 一些东西被抬起，又迅速沉下。

像呼吸。像受惊。像短暂的苏醒。

它们生长。腐烂。再次出现。 在同一片光里。在同一次闪烁中。

风穿过风。影子覆盖影子。

一些事物正在离开。一些事物正在返回。 我们飞速地逃跑，像大自然一样逃跑。转了一圈又一圈。¹

¹ 改写自惠特曼《我俩，我们被愚弄了这么久》，李野光/赵萝译。