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

秋天從我手中吃它的葉子：我們是朋友。

我們從堅(jiān)果剝出時(shí)間并教它走路：

時(shí)間回到殼中。

——保羅·策蘭《花冠》

We love each other like poppy and recollection.

我們相愛像罌粟和回憶。