At The Café Door

★ At The Café Door ☆ Poetry by Constantine P. Cavafy Something they said beside me made me look toward the café door, and I saw that lovely body which seemed as though Eros in his mastery had fashioned it, joyfully shaping its well-formed limbs, molding its tall build, shaping its face tenderly, and leaving, with a touch of the fingers, a particular nuance on the brow, the eyes, the lips. ▲ Chinese Translation ★ 在咖啡馆大门 ☆ [美国] 康斯坦丁•皮•卡瓦菲（1863-1933） 诗 ☆ [中国] 罗志海 (1954-) 译 他们在我身边说些什么 令我朝咖啡馆大门瞧 我似乎看到那个可爱的胴体 仿佛爱神一手捏造 快乐地塑造苗条的四肢 浇铸高大的身躯 温柔地塑造脸蛋儿 离开时，用手指头触摸 眉头、眼睛、嘴唇，每一个细小入微的动作 2015年7月29日翻译 On July 29,2015, Translation