禮物
愛過的人給我一只箱子，
裝滿了黑暗。
多年之後我才了解，
那也是一種禮物。
Someone I
loved once gave me
a box full of darkness.
It took
me years to understand
that this, too, was a gift.
─〈The Uses of Sorrow〉Mary Oliver，《Thirst》
