英文诗词：Pietà

by Steve Scafidi

Before she is turned away

for the last time in the moment

before the new world begins

harrowing her like a field

and the sun and moon disappear

and the stars and the houses

suddenly become illustrations

in a book no longer to be

believed burning to ashes—

before the earth beneath her

rises up through her body

slowly， every green cell

yellowing in the aftermath—

just before this begins and

it begins constantly over

and over in the secret nucleus

of mothers quietly humming

at every second continuously

she breathes the odor of honey，

his hair still the odor of honey.