Seen from a warm interior, silently falls
\nThe snow as white lines written in dust
\nAnd hot tears on this dark page of night,
\nWhere the wind is blowing, is to erase all.
At a distance the mind contemplates
\nA pain without body, a helplessness
\nNot within reach, a despair only to be
\nImagined, to enter into the necessary bond.
Each heart vibrates against that iron hand
\nWith sharp dissonances in united end
\nAwakening from indifference into action
\nTo strike free in one resolution
That there shall be time for all
\nAnd a place for each
十月时巴黎（郊区）的秋天十分美丽。喜欢在晴朗的下午去附近的树林跑步。入口处地面近乎黑色。人们的足迹取代草茎，而去年的落叶也已褪去颜色。进入林中后，脚下落叶的颜色不断变化。深绿或浅绿，棕黄或浅黄，时而是缓慢的渐变，时而在一个转角后忽然踏上鲜明的红叶。两侧的树木向道路中央伸出枝干，在头顶上方交汇，仰望如同某座不可见神殿中的拱廊。阳光从高处倾泻而下，点亮一簇簇枝叶。在高处似乎有更多红色与黄色的叶子，然而却难以分辨是树叶本身的颜色，还是夕阳的渲染。呼吸声，踏在叶子上的声音，鸟鸣、风声还有远处的犬吠：空气的声音。运动的声音。
\n十一月天气更加寒冷，出门跑步也更需决心。虽然如此依然喜欢在户外跑步。周三第一次去健身房，站在跑步机上，跑了几步之后便不想再继续。或许是膝盖会觉得不舒服，或许是脚下的反馈远不如泥土那样柔软也不如沥青那样坚硬。在室外，即使是在冷风中，能看见云与天空，远方被遮盖的橘红色落日，草丛上跳跃的乌鸦（是啊每次都会看见），它们都与我一起运动，一切都有着动力。身体内部散发着热，抵御寒风。回家之后，洗澡拉伸，补充水分与食物。坐在电脑前写下一些简单的感受，望向窗外时夜幕已经降临。深远的秋夜。
","excerpt":"Seen from a warm interior, silently falls The snow as white lines written in dust And hot tears on this dark page of night, Where the wind …"}},"translation":null}},"pageContext":{"slug":"autumn-2017","basePath":"","prev":{"slug":"plus-demunie-que-les-astres","publishDate":"2018-02-09"},"next":{"slug":"observations","publishDate":"2017-10-06T07:03:25+00:00"}}}, "staticQueryHashes": ["1946181227","2744905544","3732430097"]}