Archive for the ‘1990’ Category
9月 12, 2021
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9/11 is like 1989.
People will remember.
20, 30, a hundred years after.
One such year is more than enough
in a lifetime, if you were there
among the carnage
or when the wall came down,
or was opened, at first.
I was on a beach in 1989,
in the winter.
Weeks on a beach,
and Romania burned,
after Czechoslovakia didn’t,
and so on and so on.
A beach in Thailand, sunset beach.
Sunrise is on the other side
of the peninsula.
There is a mountain in between,
and there was one water buffalo left,
as far as I remember.
Krabi, Krabi! crie the boatsmen,
we didn’t go back to Krabi, the nearest town,
for quite a while.
Newspapers were from days ago, a week ago.
It was a marvelous year.
In 1989, I was in Taiwan, and in between, in the US and in Thailand.
In 2001, I was in Beijing.
Jackie worked in the Austrian embassy.
I was teaching and translating.
We saw it on TV, not right away,
as far as I remember.
We talked to friends and relatives
on the phone.
It was two years after 1999,
when Belgrade was bombarded.
They bombed the Chinese embassy,
it’s still not clear why.
I was in China then too,
in Chongqing.
I cried when I saw the towns over there on TV,
it looked too much like home.
They did to Belgrade what the Serbian side
had done to Sarajewo, and other cities,
and there was the massacre of Srebrenica
and so on and so on.
Yugoslavia is the place in Europa
that had no walls coming down in 1989,
rather some going up, more and more.
In 2012 we did a magazine issue here in Vienna,
Headfirst through the Great Wall of China,
or something like that.
It was crazy.
We had Yan Jun for reciting poetry and drama,
and we had Hui Ye, a very versatile local artist, mostly based in Austria.
Yan Jun is a famous poet and experimental musician from Lanzhou,
lives mostly in Beijing, very much on the fringe.
So we were doing a small local magazine,
but we were so excited, we told all the world!
I did, mostly. It was really great.
We had Yugoslavia, mainland China, Taiwan
and a Turkish German author wrote
the Great Wall was a sleeping dragon
that woke up once in a few centuries
and people came to grief.
And the magazine editor wanted to kill that,
thought it was disrespectful.
I don’t think he knew anyone from China.
How is this about 9/11?
9/11 was like 1989, in a way.
Everyone knows what happened in 1989,
or everyone doesn’t,
depends where you are.
There are still thousands of people
who died in New York on that day,
but there are no remnants.
They are still searching for traces.
MW September 2021
标签：9/11, america, art, asia, beijing, Belgrade, czech republic, 美国 America, death, Democracy Wall, East Asia, editing, Europe, 颜峻, friends, great wall, grief, history, Hui Ye, life, literature, magazine, memory, music, New York, news, people, poetry, reading, reciting, Sarajewo, slovakia, Southeast Asia, thailand, the Great Wall, Vienna, wall, walls, world, writing, Yan Jun, yugoslavia, 慧叶
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6月 4, 2021
Yi Sha
MÖGEN WIR LANGE LEBEN UNTER DEM MOND
Der Geburtstag meines Vaters
an den ich mich am besten erinnere
ist der 5. 8. 1990, er war 55.
Am Anfang der Ferien ging ich nach Beijing,
Kommilitonen wie Xu Jiang und Sang Ke
haben an unserer Uni ein Zimmer gemietet.
Ich hab mit ihnen zwei Poesie-Wochen verbracht,
(wir wollten unsere Uni-Zeit einfangen,
die gerade erst vorbei war).
Ich bin genau an dem Tag zurück gekommen,
um Vaters Geburtstag zu feiern.
Damals war die Alte G noch meine Freundin,
und meine Mutter war noch gesund.
Was sie gekocht hat,
hab ich in diesem Leben
am liebsten gegessen.
Beim Essen hat sie so unendlich froh
zu mir hingeschaut,
als ob die ganze Welt mich verwöhnt,
so wie die Alte G jetzt unsern Sohn anschaut.
2018-08-05
Übersetzt von MW am 4. Juni 2021
但愿人长久
伊沙
迄今最难忘的父亲生日
是1990年8月5日
他的55岁生日
一放暑假我就去了北京
徐江、桑克等同学抗分
在北师大占了一间宿舍
我去跟他们以诗度日了两周
（真想留住我们
刚刚逝去的大学时代啊）
这一天刚好赶回来
给父亲过生日
那时老G还是女朋友
那时母亲还健康
她做的饭菜是我此生
最爱吃的饭菜
吃饭时她就那么
无限欣赏地看着我
仿佛全世界都在宠着我
就像现在老G望看吴雨伦一样
2018.8.5
Yi Sha
MÖGEN WIR ALLE NOCH OFT DEN MOND ANSCHAUN
der geburtstag von meinem vater
den ich überhaupt nicht vergessen kann
das war am 5.8. 1990
mein vater war 55
ich war in den ferien nach Beijing gefahren
zu xu jiang, sangke und anderen von unserem jahrgang
wir haben ein studentenheimzimmer besetzt
an unserer pädagogischen hochschule
ein dichtertreffen zwei wochen lang
dann bin ich zum vatergeburtstag zurück
damals war meine frau nur meine freundin
meine mutter war noch gesund
was sie gekocht hat war das allerbeste
was ich jemals gegessen hab
während des essens hat sie mich so angeschaut
als ob die ganze welt mich verwöhnen will
so wie meine frau jetzt unsern sohn
August 2018
Übersetzt von MW im August 2018
标签：1989, 1990, 1990s, 2018, child, children, death, family, father, food, friendship, history, life, memory, mother, parents, people, poetry, time, yi sha, 伊沙
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6月 3, 2021
Lü Yu
BIN EIN KERL
Meine Frau weiß,
wann ich jeden Monat
mein Gehalt krieg.
Und an dem Tag,
ganz pünktlich,
erinnert sie mich mit einer Nachricht,
ich soll ihr Geld überweisen.
Machmal gehts mir auf die Nerven,
manchmal möcht ichs nicht hergeben.
Von meiner Mama
hab ich ein Lied im Ohr,
das kommt mir dann daher:
„Ehe mit Kerl, Essen, frierst nicht mehr!“
2021-03-01
Übersetzt von MW im Juni 2021
伊沙推荐：《新诗典》推荐语永远实话实说（是中国新诗批评最高水平的日常体现）：在相对显弱的六月上半月里，两位90后诗人脱颖而出，夺取冠亚军。冠军绿鱼胜在生活之重、质感、态度。＂也有不想给的时候＂一一谁不知道谁啊！在中国当代诗的语境中，连这种实话都不普遍，尤其是传统抒情诗，话不假大空，是不会说出口写进诗的。
黎雪梅读《新世纪诗典》之绿鱼《我是汉》：读完心里有说不出的滋味，只是觉得活着不易，做人更难，做个有责任心、养家糊口的汉子更是难上加难。虽然时代在进步，人们的观念也在改变，可思想里某些根深蒂固的东西还是会时时跳出来作祟，虽说男女平等，都有各自的工作和事业，不再像过去“女主外男主内”，但家庭中对男性的倚重还是多一些。一如本诗中，当“我也有烦的时候/也有不想给的时候”，母亲的那句：“嫁汉嫁汉,穿衣吃饭”就会冒出来，虽然没有交代到底给还是没给，但答案已是不言自明。口语诗人对内心世界真实的袒露，对生活无所不至的揭示，以及对人性的刻画是如此地深刻，本月上半月之冠当之无愧。
Calligraphy by Huang Kaibing
马金山｜读绿鱼的诗《我是汉》的十一条：
1、真实即诗实，即诗的骨核；
2、深刻，是内心的诗意，还是诗性的再次显现；
3、绿鱼，本名程逊，1990年1月出生，安徽涡阳人。2012年毕业于山西广播电影电视管理干部学院，目前在北京工作及生活；
4、本诗作者，在北京磨铁诗歌活动中见过，低调、沉浸，还有一次，我在山西工作时，其到离我不远的城市办事，本已约了，但因相互之间的信息未能及时响应而未能相聚，通过关注其朋友圈动态，可以感受到其敏感、真实的内心世界；
5、在诗里说出真实的话，对于很多非口语诗人来说，都会觉得没什么深度，更没有什么可写的，甚至都不认为是诗，殊不知，好诗就在我们的日常生活之中，这就是观念的本质区别；
6、回到本诗，语言平实而富有活力，且具有生活的弹性，质地细腻而且全部是真实写照，又不乏鲜活的生活之痕，本真而充实；
7、诗中的细节，不仅呈现出生活的底色状态，还溢满亲人之间最本质的元素，而“我妈的话”，使我本来的模样暴露无余；
8、原汁原味的诗性，原汁原味的人性，原汁原味的语境，原汁原味的生活，原汁原味的质感，原汁原味的诗维观念；
9、还有一点，值得关注，对于生活细腻、干净、透彻，就是诗意的另一种境界与丰富；
10、本诗给予诗人的启示：“生活的本来面貌即为诗，就从身边开始吧”；
11、生活之诗，本真之诗，质感之诗。
黄开兵：绿鱼好诗！让我心生共鸣。最近直接想瘫平。心绪烦杂，字也慌乱，生存境况，如此潦草……
Calligraphy by Huang Kaibing
黄平子读绿鱼《我是汉》
——《新世纪诗典》3713
我是汉
绿鱼
妻子知道
每个月
我什么时候发工资
每到发工资那天
她准时
微信提醒我
该给她转钱了
我也有烦的时候
也有不想给的时候
每当那个时候
我妈的话
就从我脑子里
钻出来：
“嫁汉嫁汉，穿衣吃饭”
2021.3.1
黄平子读诗：“妻子知道/每个月/我什么时候发工资”，妻子关心丈夫的工资日，这很正常。“每到发工资那天/她准时
微信提醒我/该给她转钱了”，这有一点点不正常：首先，“妻子”为什么每个月都要“我”给她转钱。绿鱼是90后，他的妻子年龄也差不多吧。才30左右的人，自己没有工作吗？还是钱不够用？其次，为什么每次都要提醒，是“我”太健忘吗？第三，为什么要微信提醒？是两人关系不好吗？第四，为什么要那么准时提醒，是怕“我”发完工资乱花吗？“我也有烦的时候/也有不想给的时候”，“我”是烦“妻子”吗？还是烦别人。给妻子的钱难道不是一家人的正常开支吗？“我”为什么会不想给？“妻子”是全职太太还是有工作的人？“每当那个时候/我妈的话/就从我脑子里/钻出来：‘嫁汉嫁汉，穿衣吃饭’”“我”要靠妈妈的话，要靠一句俗话来维系和“妻子”之间的关系，看来“我们”之间是出了问题了。“嫁汉嫁汉，穿衣吃饭”这是没有经济独立时代的女人说的话。如果现在一个女人还要靠“汉”来“穿衣吃饭”，肯定会让人瞧不起。我觉得“她”应该去读一读鲁迅先生的《娜拉走后怎样》
2021年6月2日20点12分
Calligraphy by Huang Kaibing
标签：绿鱼, family, history, Lü Yu, life, marriage, memory, men, money, NPC, people, poetry, time, women, 新世纪詩典
发表在 1990, 1990s, 2000s, 2010s, 2021, June 2021, March 2021, Middle Ages, NOVEMBER 2020, poetry, Translations, 新世纪诗典 | Leave a Comment »
8月 27, 2020
Pang Qiongzhen
LILIEN
In einer Nacht
geschüttelt von Sturm und Regen
sind die Lilien im Hof aufgegangen.
Feine lange Hälse
mit sehr großen Köpfen.
Sechs Staubgefäße
dicht gedrängt um einen Stempel.
Auf einmal aufgesprungen jetzt in der Früh nach dem Regen.
Oh! So schön. So laut und klar.
So hab ichs gehört vor 30 Jahren
bei der Geburt meines Sohnes,
dass mein Muttermund aufgeht.
1. Juni 2020
Übersetzt von MW im August 2020
标签：body, child, childbirth, children, Children's Day, courtyard, female, flowers, history, male, memory, morning, night, NPC, open, Pang Qiongzhen, people, plant, plants, rain, society, son, wind, woman, 庞琼珍, 新世纪詩典
发表在 1990, 1990s, 2020, 20th century, 21st century, August 2020, June 2020, Middle Ages, poetry, Translations, Uncategorized, 新世纪诗典 | Leave a Comment »
12月 29, 2019
Yi Sha
CHRISTMAS MEMORY
In the early 1990s
the city I live in
didn’t celebrate Christmas.
The college I teach at did,
a foreign languages campus.
It was more like each class had it’s own party,
students and their foreign teachers
singing foreign Christmas carols
into the air from the classroom building
and into the sky looking for snowflakes
to sing with in harmony.
I would stop and listen,
feeling the civilization and beauty
patching my still raw wounds inside.
2019
Translated by MW, December 2019
圣诞之忆 | 伊沙
在1990年代初期
我所在的城市
是不过圣诞节的
我任教的大学
一所外语学院过
更像是各班在开联欢会
学生与他们的外教
用外语唱的圣诞歌
从教学楼的窗口飘出来
为天空中有或没有的雪花
唱出和声
引我驻足倾听
感觉到文明与美好
内心的新伤在愈合
标签：1989, Christmas, civilization, foreign, foreigners, history, language, languages, memory, music, party, people, singing, snow, song, students, teaching, University, yi sha
发表在 1980s, 1989, 1990, 1990s, 1991, 1992, 1993, 2000s, 2010s, 2019, 20th century, 21st century, December 2019, June, Middle Ages, poetry, Translations, Uncategorized, 伊沙 | Leave a Comment »
11月 10, 2019
GORBACHEV
Gorbachev is a moral voice.
The leader of an empire is
a moral voice for most of his life.
He tried everything to preserve
the empire he undermined.
He is a Communist.
And so
Gorbachev is a moral voice
for the world.
Reagan was a supportive
Cowboy actor.
Very supportive
for speculators
and Contra terrorists
and Kissinger’s and Thatcher’s
and the Chicago Boys’ Pinochet.
Very supportive.
Gorbachev is for democracy
and world peace.
Could he be a leader
of the European Union,
could he be a good one?
He’s too old anyway.
But it would have to include Russia
to say nothing of Britain
of course
and so on.
Wish we all
all people affected
would have a say.
P.S.: My wife
thinks this is hogwash.
She doesn’t like my political poems.
What do you think?
I know I have to write a lot
and translate and read
and do a lot of other stuff
to write some good ones.
So there.
MW November 2019
P.P.S.: Here are some great photos and a short film from the GDR: https://www.arte.tv/de/videos/089938-000-A/radfahrer/
And here is Gorbachev’s Pizza Hut commercial from 1997. Click on the image to read a hilarious Foreign Policy article and watch the commercial.
标签：america, Britain, Europe, Gorbachev, history, language, life, memory, poetry, politics, russia, south america, world
发表在 1980s, 1986, 1987, 1988, 1989, 1990, 1990s, 1991, 2000s, 2010s, 2019, 20th century, 21st century, Middle Ages, November 2019, poetry, Uncategorized | Leave a Comment »
6月 30, 2019
Photo by Hangang Lu
TIME
My best time for writing poetry
was when I had time,
when I had all the time in the world
and nary a care.
I had time enough to read
Yu Hua’s every novel and many stories,
just because of the feel of his language
and Republic of Wine by Mo Yan
and Gao Xingjian, all in Chinese.
I didn’t write many poems.
Maia was small. I had time before her.
Actually, translating more poetry
began just before Leo was born.
Anyway, we were in China
forever.
MW June 2019
《时间》
维马丁诗
伊沙译
我写诗的最佳时间
是在我有时间的时候，
当我拥有这个世界上所有的时间
并且毫不在意。
我有足够的时间阅读
余华的每一部长篇小说和许多短篇小说，
只是因为他的语言感觉
莫言的《酒国》
还有高行健，全是中文。
我写诗不多。
玛雅还小。我在她出生前有时间。
其实，还是翻译做得更多
在乐友出生前就开始了。
不管怎样，我们在中国
永远。
2019年6月
标签：children, china, Europe, family, literature, play, poetry, reading, time, work, writing
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10月 30, 2018
VERTRETER
fühlst du dich nicht ein bisschen schuldig
fährst nach xinjiang und siehst keine lager
fährst offiziell, als vertreter des auslands
nicht für menschenrechte aber doch immerhin
was ist wenn das schöne wetter nie aufhört
der himmel bleibt ewig immer nur blau
es regnet nicht mehr
eine ewige trockene buchmesse
in frankfurt das ganze jahr
deutschland ist viel zu schön
österreich ist viel zu schön
beijing ist viel zu schön
außer ein paar gewitter
diesmal ist vielleicht keiner gestorben
aber die winterolympiade
wer soll die machen wenn es nicht schneit
und auch nicht regnet
in china und sonstwo
und sommerolympia auch sowieso
vom sonstigen leben gar nicht zu reden
was ist wenn die lager noch schlimmer werden
und das schöne wetter hört nie mehr auf
wer ist ein offizieller vertreter
für schönes wetter für schönwetterfreundschaft
vielleicht kannst du auch nichts anderes machen
aber man soll über lager reden
natürlich auch über das wetter
und so weiter und siehe oben
MW Oktober 2018
标签：abroad, austria, beautiful, book fair, books, camps, climate, Europe, frankfurt, Germany, photos, re-education, representations, representative, repression, sports, weather, world, Xinjiang
发表在 1970s, 1980s, 1989, 1990, 1990s, 2000s, 2010s, 2017, 2018, 20th century, 21st century, October 2017, October 2018, poetry, PR, Uncategorized | Leave a Comment »
8月 30, 2018
Photo: AFP Willnow
CHAMNATZ
chamnatz
klatsch-kanak-stadt
hat an chamnatz dar staat varsagt?
was dann sanst
ja abar
war hat an macklanbarg-varpammarn
varsagt?
an wasmar?
was as markal?
war as schradar?
ada dar kahl?
rachta hatz
vahl rachta hatz
alta and janga mannar
and fraan
an arapa
an angarn
an palan
and tschachaan
an astarrach
chamnatz
war ana schana stadt
MW August 2018
标签：austria, czech republic, Europe, Former GDR, Germany, history, hungary, language, memory, people, poetry, Poland, police, politics, society, state, violence
发表在 1989, 1990, 1990s, 19th century, 2000, 2010s, 2018, 20th century, 21st century, August 2018, Middle Ages, poetry, Uncategorized | Leave a Comment »
8月 26, 2018
SOMETIMES
Sometimes you can go back in time.
You go back to a house,
you go back to a beach,
you go back to picking blueberries.
You used to find many other small berries,
behind the house left from Soviet times.
They used to spy on the whole town from that house.
Not tall, rather long,
converted for tourists.
That house is gone now,
hope they left the woods alone.
Sometimes you can go back in time.
Trees would have swayed,
wind would have blown
almost the same in grandmother’s time.
I’m sure the sunset was just as beautiful
through war and holocaust and deportation.
Sometimes you can go back in time.
Grandmother’s house is here,
you sang the songs from grandmother’s time
on the big stage with thousands and thousands.
Zile is here,
your relatives will always be here.
Sometimes you can go back in time.
We were here five years ago
and before,
when the kids were small
and fit in a bicycle carrier.
We rode rented bikes and walked through the woods
to the tip of the peninsula.
Very nice there,
hope they preserve it.
Housing from the 70s maybe,
other historical memories
including 1990.
Independence,
rediscovery of your inheritance.
A precarious future.
Sometimes you can
go back in time.
MW July 2018
标签：beach, bicycles, children, Europe, family, food, forest, history, Jurmala, Latvia, memory, poetry, relatives, Riga, sea, sun, time, trees
发表在 1920s, 1930s, 1940s, 1950s, 1960s, 1970s, 1980s, 1989, 1990, 1990s, 2000s, 2010s, 2018, 20th century, 21st century, July 2018, June 2018, Uncategorized | Leave a Comment »
6月 16, 2017
2CV
für esther und gudrun
2cv in unserem hof
es ist kein auto
2 cv
jedenfalls 2 burschenschafter
soll man sich aufregen
es ist fronleichnam
katholische kirche
2 cv
im hof hier in wien
jedenfalls sehr wahrscheinlich
relativ harmlos
MW Juni 2017
标签：austria, cars, catholic, church, commodity, corporate identity, courtyard, culture, doubt, downstairs, elections, Europe, fascists, fear, history, memory, nazis, people, poetry, politics, religion, students, surprise, time, understanding, Vienna
发表在 1940s, 1948, 1950s, 1960s, 1970s, 1980s, 1990, 1990s, 19th century, 2010s, 2017, 20th century, 21st century, cars, June 2017, poetry, Uncategorized, Welcome! | Leave a Comment »
