2007-09-07 04:43:11可
棒透了透了
The art of losing isn’t hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.
Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master.
Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.
I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn’t a disaster.
Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan’t have lied. It’s evident
the art of losing’s not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.
by Elizabeth Bishop
靜靜的;靜靜的
像小溪流慢慢地緩緩流過我心
像一股風從我的臉龐吹過髮尾劃勾耳垂
有種想咬著手指掉下眼淚的感覺
大腦一點點的領悟