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<<게이샤의 추억Memoirs of a Geisha>>을 읽다가

지하련 2017. 3. 14. 01:03



Arthur Golden의 <<Memoirs of a Geisha>>(Vintage)를 읽다가 옮겨적는다. 회상으로 넘어가는 부분이 인상적이다(영어로 읽어서 그럴 지도 모르겠다). 



Long before midnight, Pumpkin and the two elderly maids were sound asleep on their futons only a meter or so away on the wood floor of the entrance hall; but I had to go on kneeling there, struggling to stay awake until sometimes as late as two o'clock in the morning. Granny's room was nearby, and sh slept with her light on and her door opened a crack. The bar of light that fell across my empty futon made me think of a day, not long before Satsu and I were taken away from our village, when I'd peered into the back room of our house to see my mother asleep there. My father had draped fishing nets across the paper screens to darken the room, but it looked so gloomy I decided to open one of the windows; and when I did, a strip of bright sunlight fell across my mother's futon and showed her hand so pale and bony. To see the yellow light streaming from Granny's room onto my futon......I had to wonder if my mother was still alive. We were so much alike, I felt sure I would have known if she'd died; but of course. I'd had no sign one way or the other. 

- p.76 ~ p.77