Billy Collins, former US Poet Laureate and one of America’s best-selling poets, reads his poem “The Dead” with animation by Juan Delcan of Spontaneous.

The dead are always looking down on us, they say,
死去的人在天上一直看着我们，有人说
while we are putting on our shoes or making a sandwich,
我们穿鞋，或者做三明治的时候
they are looking down through the glass-bottom boats,
他们在天堂里玻璃的船中往下看
of heaven as they row themselves slowly through eternity.
一边慢慢地划着，抵达不朽
They watch the tops of our heads moving below on earth,
他们看着地球上我们的头顶
And when we lie down in a field or on a couch,
当我们在田野或者睡椅上躺下
Drugged perhaps by the hum of a warm afternoon,
在温暖下午的美好里昏昏欲睡
They think we are looking back at them,
他们以为我们在看他们
which makes them lift their oars and fall silent and wait,
于是提起船桨，悄悄地
like parents, for us to close our eyes.
像父母一样，等我们闭上眼睛