I myself am an obstacle to myself

很想道歉。
抗議將錯就錯。

對不起，快將被願望壓死的林村老樹。
對不起，被雷達干擾迷路至泰晤士河死掉了的鯨魚。
對不起，雞排飯。
對不起，打過招呼以後沒有用心記著的名字。
對不起，老師。
對不起，全球公共知識分子選舉，知識分子多在歐美（劉細良說），知識分子多是男人（我說）。
對不起，我還未完全梳理清楚便發了的牢騷。
對不起，沒有繼續看完的書，沒有繼續寫好的詩。
對不起，我只會懶惰地道歉。

Under a Certain Little Star
Wislawa Szymborska

I apologize to coincidence for calling it necessity.
I apologize to necessity just in case I’m mistaken.
Let happiness be not angry that I take it as my own.
Let the dead not remember they scarcely smoulder in my memory.
I apologize to time for the muchness of the word overlooked per second.
I apologize to old love for regarding the new as the first.
Forgive me, far-off wars, for bringing flowers home.
Forgive me, open wounds, for pricking my finger.
I apologize to those who cry out of the depths for the minuet-record.
I apologize to people at railway stations for sleeping at five in the morning.
Pardon me, hounded hope, for laughing now and again.
Pardon me, deserts, for not rushing up with a spoonful of water.
And you, O falcon, the same these many years, in that same cage,
Forever staring motionless at that self-same spot,
Absolve me, even though you are but a stuffed bird.
I apologize to the cut-down tree for the table’s four legs.
I apologize to big questions for small answers.
O Truth, do not pay me too much heed.
O Solemnity, be magnanimous unto me.
Endure, mystery of existence, that I pluck out the threads of your train.
Accuse me not, O soul, of possessing you but seldom.
I apologize to everything that I cannot be everywhere.
I apologize to everyone that I cannot be every man and woman.
I know that as long as I live nothing can justify me,
Because I myself am an obstacle to myself.
Take it not amiss, O speech, that I borrow weighty words,
And later try hard to make them seem light.

Sounds, Feelings, Thoughts: Seventy Poems by Wislawa Szymborska
Princeton Univeristy Preess: 1981; pp.147