日子是什么

梅绍静

                                                                                       日子是散落着泥土的小蒜和野葱儿

                                                                                       是一根蘸着水搓好的麻绳

                                                                                       日子是四千个沉寂的黑夜

                                                                                       是驴驮上木桶中撞击的水声

                                                                                       日子是雨天吱吱响着的杨木门轴

                                                                                       忽明忽暗地转动我疲惫的梦境

                                                                                       日子是一个含在嘴里止渴的青杏儿

                                                                                       是山塬上烈日下背麦人的剪影

                                                                                       日子是那密密的像把伞似的树荫

                                                                                       正从我酸痛的胳膊上爬向地垅

                                                                                       日子是储存着清甜思绪的水罐儿

                                                                                       正倒出汗水和泪水来哽塞我的喉咙

这被暴风雨所打击着的土地，

这永远汹涌着我们的悲愤的河流，

这无止息地吹刮着的激怒的风，

和那来自林间的无比温柔的黎明……

————然后我死了，

连羽毛也腐烂在土地里面。

我了解河流：

我了解像世界一样古老的河流，

比人类血管中流动的血液更古老的河流。