当我浏览那些出于某种需要(我的心知道)而保存的剪报时,我发现了胡安·赫尔曼的一张照片。照片上的他身穿礼服,很潇洒地向某位陌生的权威人士鞠躬致意。从他的神情看,他对面肯定有人接受他的致敬。我的天!我心想,胡安·赫尔曼穿着礼服,那么优雅,俨然一位真正的、感动人的绅士。他在向谁鞠躬呢?肯定是在向最高的权威、诗坛的尊贵权威鞠躬。 When I looked through the newspaper clips that were saved for some kind of need (my heart knew), I found a picture of Juan Herman. In the photo, he was very gay and bowed to a strange authority. Judging from his expression, he certainly acknowledged him on the opposite side. My God! I think, Juan Herman in a dress, so elegant, just like a real, moving gentleman. Who is he bowing to? Certainly bow to the supreme authority, the noble authority of the poetic world.