심장

Robert Frost - 때로는 그의 올곧음이 참 싫다는 생각이 든다.

그러나 은근 슬쩍인듯 하면서도 폐부를 적중하는 그의 말은
뉴잉글랜드의 추억을 함께 싣고와
나는 무방비 상태가 된다. defenseless.

어쨌든 그러니까,
걍 되는데로, 될데로 두고
그레이스하게, 쿨. 하게 이성에 기대어 인정하고 간다는 것은,
내맘에배신을때려
나의 심장에 반,하여 cardiovascular problem을 일으킬 수도 있다는 것이다.

       Reluctance

by Robert Frost

Out through the fields and the woods
And over the walls I have wended;
I have climbed the hills of view
And looked at the world and descended;
I have come by the highway home,
And lo, it is ended.

The leaves are all dead on the ground,
Save those that the oak is keeping
To ravel them one by one
And let them go scraping and creeping
Out over the crusted snow,
When others are sleeping.

And the dead leaves lie huddled and still,
No longer blown hither and thither;
The last lone aster is gone;
The flowers of the witch-hazel wither;
The heart is still aching to seek,
But the feet question 'Whither?'

Ah, when to the heart of man
Was it ever less than a treason
To go with the drift of things,
To yield with a grace to reason,

And bow and accept the end
Of a love or a season?

"Reluctance" by Robert Frost, from A Boy's Will and North of Boston.