中国大好き

Wei Jia
AT BURQIN, A FLY FLEW INTO THE BUS

We had our fun with it, laughing.
It took the wrong bus, stowaway, runs from a marriage,
Out chasing someone, a dog with no home, out of luck, persecuted,
A peddlar, a thief on the run,
going home from the night shift,
squeezing in to return to the faraway family…
talking and talking
then only silence
all through the bus.

Translated by MW in November 2024

在布尔津，车里飞进一只苍蝇
@韦 笳

我们拿它打趣，嘻嘻哈哈
说它搭错车，是逃票者，逃婚者
爱慕追求者，丧家犬，受气包，倒霉蛋
被追的满街跑的小偷，小贩
上夜班下班，急火火挤车往家赶的人……
说着说着
一车子人都不再吱声

标签： animals, bus, car, 韦 笳, far, imagination, journey, life, NPC, people, travel, Wei Jia, Xinjiang, 新世纪詩典

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