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胎教音乐唱片

蒋立波

在他出生之前，我们买了一叠胎教唱片

我的任务是每天一早醒来，负责打开CD

反反复复，为他播放那些音乐，各种乐器的交谈

我们无从知道他到底听懂了什么

那些神秘的密纹里有没有保存下最初的腹语

只记得有好几次，他在他娘的肚子里

会突然踹上一脚，不知是表示抗议还是兴奋

仿佛只为给飞速旋转的唱片制造片刻的迟疑与停顿

那天在车上，我往车载音响里插入一张唱片

音乐响起，多么熟悉的钢琴曲，原来

竟然是被他从哪个角落找了出来

这张早已被我们遗忘的唱片，当我告诉他

在他出生之前，他就已经听过无数遍这张唱片

我看不到他的表情。他坐在后排座位上

在黑暗中，只是静静地聆听，而没有过多的惊讶

那么专注，那么忘我，像是被一种魔力所捕捉

那由于长久废弃不用而造成的艰难的

转动，甚至大段的空白和沉默

好像他终于重新回到母腹，那片熟悉的水域

好像他听出了那根黑暗中闪亮的唱针

一只年幼的桨，在记忆波纹中恣肆的划动

一支天真与经验之歌，那些未曾被磨损的部分

Prenatal Education Music

Jiang Libo

Before he was born, we bought a stack of prenatal education albums

for which my task was to open up a CD first thing each morning

and play it, over and over, its instruments in conversation

despite not knowing if he could understand anything

if those mysterious ciphertexts were imprinting their primal ventriloquism

I just remember that every so often from inside his mommy’s belly

he’d deliver a sudden kick, though whether in protest or excitement we couldn’t tell

as if to give that spinning disk a moment’s pause or hesitation

The other day in the car I slid a disk into the sound system

only for the music to start up with that familiar piano overture, I guess

he must have dug it out from some forgotten corner

this disk we’d forgotten about long ago, though when I told him

that by the time he was born he’d heard this song innumerable times

I couldn’t see his expression. He was sitting in the backseat

in the dark, just listening quietly, with no discernible surprise

So intent, so lost in the music, as if seized by some sort of magic

the difficult rotation caused by long

disuse, even the long stretches of blankness or silence

which seemed to finally return him to the womb, with its familiar waters

from whose darkness he must have heard that shimmering needle

that youthful oar, rowing free in the ripples of memory

a song of innocence and experience, those parts that have not yet been worn down

translated by Lucas Klein

钉痕学^*

蒋立波

“你是怎样把每一个钉子都钉歪的？”

对此最有发言权的或许是一幅沉默的肖像

他躲在墙角的阴影里自己欣赏自己

钉子不总是垂直于墙壁，很多时候

钉子钉住的是壁虎的一条尾巴，尽管壁虎

早就不知所踪，只留下他在那里

面壁思过，这高明的逃遁术，不同于

蝴蝶的还魂，也有别于甲虫的变形

歪打正着乃是唯一的秘诀。而钉一幅画

和钉一个人，往往被我们混为一谈

人身上流出的血最终凝冻为冷硬的颜料

刽子手不会把钉子钉歪，他总是可以

把每一枚钉子准确地钉入一个人的

手掌和脚跟，像钉一件稀世珍品

没有人知道那钉痕，至今尚未在我们身上

获得结痂，如同无人知晓，每个人都是

一枚钉子，被一寸一寸钉入那无罪的身体

当你把一幅画挂上美术馆的墙壁

每一枚钉子，都带着各自的锋利和无辜

*诗题来自画家胡梦梦。

The Study of Nail Traces*

Jiang Libo

“How did you manage to bend every last nail?”

The one with the most right to speak may just be the silent portrait

hiding in the shadows in the corner appreciating himself

Nails aren’t always hammered straight into walls, often

nails are nailed in like gecko tails, even if geckos

never know their own tracks, only face the wall to

meditate on their misdeeds, a brilliant escape, neither the

butterfly’s revivification nor the beetle’s metamorphosis

The only secret to success is getting it right by accident. But we’re

always confusing hanging a painting with nailing a person

what blood flows out of a person will freeze into a cold, hard pigment

Executioners never bend nails, they always

get each nail precisely nailed into

the prisoner’s hands and feet, like nailing a rare treasure

No one knows the trace of the nail, nor has anything

on our bodies coagulated thus far, just as no one knows that everyone

is a nail, hammered in inch by inch into some innocent body

When you hang a painting on a museum wall

each nail comes equipped with its own sharpness and innocence

* Titled after a painting by Hu Mengmeng

translated by Lucas Klein

| 蒋立波，又名陈家农，浙江嵊州人。从事过教师、编辑等职业。大型诗歌丛刊《诗引擎》主编。磨石书店创办人。辑有诗集《折叠的月亮》(1992)、《帝国茶楼》(2017)、《迷雾与索引》(2020)、《听力测试》(2022)、《耻辱考古学》(2023)、《呼吸练习》(2024) 等若干种。曾获柔刚诗歌奖、扬子江诗学奖、草堂诗歌奖、《文学港》储吉旺年度文学大奖、突围年度诗人奖等奖项。现居杭州远郊。

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