第131章 时间回到壳中
Autumn eats its leaf out of my hand: we are friends.
From the nuts we shell time and we teach it to walk:
then time returns to the shell.
—corona, poet, paul celan
秋天从我手中吃它的叶子:我们是朋友。
我们从坚果剥出时间并教它走路:
时间回到壳中。
——保罗·策兰《花冠》
we love each other like poppy and recollection.
我们相爱像罂粟和回忆。