贝阿吕作品

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风

那磨损的一切都被揉破——熄灭的笑容，死去的思想，褪色的爱情，那永远被抛弃、永远被遗忘的一切，迷失的日子，被淹没的大陆，群星的幽灵——风都把它们统统聚集起来，拉扯着扔在我的脸上。我并没有因此而稍有不安。我勇敢地面对着风。重要的事情就是不要退缩，然后吞掉一切，消化一切。否则，风很早以前就把我给吹翻了，吹得我飞起来，带着我就像其余一切离开，那无法阻碍的风。最后它明白了，习惯于我这个障碍物，这颗肉中刺。如今我们在一起相处得很好，当风吹来的时候，我甚至无需抓住什么东西了，我让自己成为它的一分子。它知道，在它的表皮之下的某处，存在着我这个贪吃的微生物，这空空荡荡的内脏，这敞开的无底之胃。一天中的每个时辰，要是风不把那么多东西、那么多念头、那么多计划收集起来喂我，它们就会被减少到虚无！它知道我那怪物一般奇大的胃口，为了让我满意，它会环绕地球二十次。徒劳无益。如果它有经验，我就有胃。它把一切都带给我：动物、树木、花朵、少女和仙子，我直接摄入，我保持，我跟我的鸟儿、我的云朵混合起来。

THE WIND

Everything that is worn crumpled broken—extinguished smiles，dead thoughts， faded loves， everything that has been forever abandoned， forever forgotten， lost days， submerged continents，ghosts of stars——the wind gathers up，takes in tow，throws in my face.I don，t get upset about so little.I stand up to it.The important thing is not to flinch， then to swallow everything， to digest everything.Otherwise the wind would long ago have knocked me over，and sent me flying，and carried me off like all the rest，the wind that nothing encumbers.Finally it understood， got used to the obstacle，a thorn in its flesh.Now we get on well together;I don't even have to cling on to something when it blows;I make myself one with it.It knows that somewhere under its epidermis there is this voracious microbe，this empty gut，this open maw.How many things，how many ideas，how many projects would be reduced to nothing every hour of the day if it did not collect them to feed me with! It knows my ogre，s appetite and circles the earth twenty times in order to satisfy me.In vain.If it has experience I have a stomach.Everything it brings me，animals，trees，flowers，girls and fairies，I take straight in，I keep，I mix with my birds，my clouds.

摄影师

一天傍晚，正当我要上床睡觉，我感到了一种不安触及到我的灵魂深处，那种不安迅速变成名副其实的折磨。我的生活会留下什么？我从不曾有时间想过。

这样一种偶然的态度的不负责任压倒了我。为了改正它，我感到很焦虑，于是第二天早晨，我就匆匆去买了一台高精密相机，用它就可能给自己摄影。……