Soil by Irène P. Mathieu
一首有趣的诗，关于土壤。
Soil (Irène P. Mathieu, Twitter @gumbo_amando)
the way you say soil sounds
like soul, as inafter we walked through the woods
my feet were covered in soulwhen it rains
the soul turns to mudthe soul is made of decomposed
plants and animal matter;edaphology is the study of the soul's
influence on living thingswhile pedology is the study of how
soul is formed, its particular granularity.you are rooted in a certain red patch
of soul that bled you and yourhundred cousins to life, a slow
warm river you call home.maybe there is soul under everything,
even when we strike rock first.the way you say soil you make
a poem out of every speck of dirt.