If God exists ⊙ Ewa Lipska If God exists I'll have dinner at his house. Red berries instead of light. He'll send his angel-chauffeur for me. Clouds like fat doves will flutter round the table. We'll drink from empty vessels vintage holy water and free will. Even if God has stubby fingers he still sucks them for eternity. If God's a polyglot he'll translate holy verse for an anthology that's even holier than the first word's drop from which a river sprang. Then God and I will ride our bikes over a cherry tree, over the fields of paradise. Earthly reeds in urns. Predators lying fallow. Then God will get off his bike and say that it is he who is God. He'll take out his binoculars. He'll tell me to look at the world. He'll explain how it came into being, how long he has gone on like this and how unerringly he has erred with this world, throwing ideas into the wind like paper planes. If God is a believer he'll pray to himself for life everlasting. Oxen lift up the sun on their horns. The table totters on its legs. I'll get some medicine from God and recover right after my death. Ewa Lipska是波兰诗人 这首If God exists 由Susan Bassnett and Piotr Kuhiwczak翻成英文 诗连结网址 http://ppt.cc/ehHW --

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