<p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px; color:rgb(57, 181, 74);"> 《故土凝视》</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px; color:rgb(57, 181, 74);"> 文图/大牧</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px; color:rgb(57, 181, 74);">我数过所有瓦片确认残存痕迹</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px; color:rgb(57, 181, 74);">风在梁木间隙修订年谱的注释</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px; color:rgb(57, 181, 74);">那艘摆渡新年代的船解开缆绳</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px; color:rgb(57, 181, 74);">将竹马折成的纸船冲进下水道</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px; color:rgb(57, 181, 74);">神像在屋面持续调整雨的祷文</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px; color:rgb(57, 181, 74);">麻雀用喙尖翻动青苔的备忘录</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px; color:rgb(57, 181, 74);">晒衣绳悬垂着未寄出的黎明</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px; color:rgb(57, 181, 74);">蜘蛛以网格打捞澄澈的晨露</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px; color:rgb(57, 181, 74);">唢呐声在电缆卷成弹簧</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px; color:rgb(57, 181, 74);">旧账本每页都站着候鸟</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px; color:rgb(57, 181, 74);">危房用脊椎托举明日的立交桥</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px; color:rgb(57, 181, 74);">月光擦拭灶台漩涡的浮雕</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px; color:rgb(57, 181, 74);">晒着的旧衣裳忽然鼓舞</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px; color:rgb(57, 181, 74);">竹竿传来长江的湿度</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px; color:rgb(57, 181, 74);">梁木把年轮刻进我手掌</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px; color:rgb(57, 181, 74);">整个江南重新凝固</span></p>