A future was lost yesterday
as easily and irretrievably
as a tennis ball at twilight.
—April 18， Poet， Sylvia Plath
一个来日丢失于昨日
轻易而又不可追回
如同在暮色中丢失一个网球。
——《四月十八日》西尔维娅·普拉斯，诗人