这张图背景的诗句来自美国女诗人玛丽奥利弗，拿过国家图书奖和普利策奖，是在美国内比较有名的当代自然派诗人。Starlings是椋鸟，总是在严冬群体飞行，性情温和。图上是最后一小节，我大概试着翻译了一下：

我想要再度思考危险而高尚的事物/我想要变得轻盈 欢快/我想要变得美而不可思议 无所畏惧/仿佛我长出了羽翼。

全诗如下：

Starlings in Winter
Mary Oliver

Chunky and noisy,
but with stars in their black feathers,
they spring from the telephone wire
and instantly

they are acrobats
in the freezing wind.
And now, in the theater of air,
they swing over buildings,

dipping and rising;
they float like one stippled star
that opens,
becomes for a moment fragmented,

then closes again;
and you watch
and you try
but you simply can’t imagine

how they do it
with no articulated instruction, no pause,
only the silent confirmation
that they are this notable thing,

this wheel of many parts, that can rise and spin
over and over again,
full of gorgeous life.

Ah, world, what lessons you prepare for us,
even in the leafless winter,
even in the ashy city.
I am thinking now
of grief, and of getting past it;

I feel my boots
trying to leave the ground,
I feel my heart
pumping hard. I want

to think again of dangerous and noble things.
I want to be light and frolicsome.
I want to be improbable beautiful and afraid of nothing,
as though I had wings.