2011/10/09

回憶封存#2


一年後的遷徙   池袋往上一點點   板橋區

離中心更遠了一些   近郊的人情味更濃了一些

落腳在商店街旁的小外國人公寓

商店街不長   但是什麼都有   價錢也很有人情味

我有一個小陽台   不高   但剛好我看得到你   你看不到我

是每天一定會報到的小空間

夏天   坐著   聆聽商店街的聲音

冬天   坐著   看著緩緩飄下的細雪

日常買菜的八百屋   溫暖的像家   

老闆老闆娘結賬時總是熱情的問問   今天煮什麼呀

我想   我愛這條街的理由   是這裡的日常感


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現在我把他們   

收存在我的工作室裡

1 comment:

Staffan said...

It's a funny thing. This time thing, I mean. Something only noticeable by the change in everything. As it stretches it seems to always put a big strain on everything. Some things tears, as some are just tested. Some things, if it is people, pets, hobbies, fashion sense or a shoe; are lost forever in the forever changing rapids of time.

And it's there that many find it so difficult to proceed. When they are overwhelmed by the intensity and the ferocity of the currents they are in. Struck by apathy they might just let that white water lead them on to wherever.

But.

Some people realize that they have the capacity, the strength to change the direction they are going. It might be tricky at first. It might take a really long time before you learn how to use that paddle to the greatest of efficiencies, but nevertheless, whomever perseveres eventually navigates the rapids. Becomes one with it. Even though you might only go from one side to another, you have gained something that nobody can deprive you of.

You have made a choice. It's yours. And yours only. And with that perseverance and paddling also the greatest realization ever might come along; that white water rafting is one of the most exhilirating experiences ever!

Just like time. Change. And life. And pets. And hobbies. And lost shoes. And people. It's all about the attitude. It's all about you, that raft and that little paddle that you have to control it with.

I had a dream about you last night. You had sent me a book through mail. It had no label. No letter. Just some chinese that I didn't understand. But I knew from the pictures that it was you.