在文明的邊角驀然醒來
時間否認它的遲到
我們因此陷入了虛空
只有詩的語言暫時可用
聲聲呼喚著
那些無名的徹底沉默
Calling for Silence
Awakening abruptly
at the margins of civilization,
time denies its own lateness.
Thus we fall into the void.
Only the language of poetry
remains, for now, usable,
calling out, again and again,
to that unnamed,
absolute silence.
