看完白水兄的帖子,一时语塞。
想起沃尔科特的这首诗,水云间里也许就是我们的“时光之影”。
总有那么一天, 你会满心欢喜地 在你自己的门前, 自己的镜中,欢迎你的到来, 彼此微笑致意, 并且说:这儿请坐;请吃。
你会重新爱上这个曾经是你的陌生人。 给他酒喝,给他饭吃。把你的心 还给它自己,还给这个爱了你一生, 被你因别人而忽视 却一直用心记着你的陌生人。
把你的情书从架上拿下来, 还有那些照片、绝望的小纸条, 从镜中揭下你自己的影子。 坐下来。享用你的一生。
附上原文
Love After Love
The time will come when, with elation you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror and each will smile at the other's welcome, and say, sit here. Eat. You will love again the stranger who was your self. Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart to itself, to the stranger who has loved you all your life, whom you ignored for another, who knows you by heart. Take down the love letters from the bookshelf, the photographs, the desperate notes, peel your own image from the mirror. Sit. Feast on your life. |