Poem
Zheng Min
Gate
There is no such a gate.It’s only in the fate of certain people.
Those who want to enter
are blocked
by those wishing to go out.
Ten years have left no trace.
But one glance can be eternal.
No "sorry" has been
more sorrowful than this “I’m sorry.”
The gate is still there
but it doesn’t really exist.
Only when people turn around
to look back
do they realize
it’s a leading
to the Divine Comedy.
It exists in nothingness
that can be anywhere.
DEUR
Deze deur bestaat niet in de mensenwereld.Zij bestaat alleen in het lot van sommigen.
Wie erin wil
wordt tegengehouden
door wie eruit wil.
Tien jaren kunnen spoorloos voorbij zijn
maar een blik kan voor de eeuwigheid staan.
Er is geen ‘het spijt me’
droever dan dit.
De deur is er nog.
Maar zij bestaat niet meer.
Wanneer je omkijkt zie je pas
dat het een deur is
naar de Goddelijke Komedie.
Zij bestaat in het Niets
dat overal kan zijn.
© Vertaling: 1994, Lloyd Haft
二、“门”
这扇门不存在于人世只存在于有些人的命运中
那要走进来的
被那要走出去的
挡住了.
十年可以不留下一丝痕迹
一眼却可能意味着永恒
没有一声“对不起”
说得比这更为惆怅
那扇门仍在那儿
但它不再存在
只有当人们
扭过头来回顾
才能看明白
那是一扇
通向神曲的门
它存在于虚无中
那可能是任何一个地方
© 1994, Zheng Min
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Gate
There is no such a gate.It’s only in the fate of certain people.
Those who want to enter
are blocked
by those wishing to go out.
Ten years have left no trace.
But one glance can be eternal.
No "sorry" has been
more sorrowful than this “I’m sorry.”
The gate is still there
but it doesn’t really exist.
Only when people turn around
to look back
do they realize
it’s a leading
to the Divine Comedy.
It exists in nothingness
that can be anywhere.
Gate
There is no such a gate.It’s only in the fate of certain people.
Those who want to enter
are blocked
by those wishing to go out.
Ten years have left no trace.
But one glance can be eternal.
No "sorry" has been
more sorrowful than this “I’m sorry.”
The gate is still there
but it doesn’t really exist.
Only when people turn around
to look back
do they realize
it’s a leading
to the Divine Comedy.
It exists in nothingness
that can be anywhere.
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