Archive for the ‘2003’ Category
九月 22, 2017
Liu Xia
HYSTERISCHE REDE
ich bin die seele von einem mann namens nijinsky
ich esse sehr wenig obwohl ich dünn bin
ess nur was mein geist mich essen lässt
ich mag keinen angeschwollenen bauch
sonst kann ich nicht tanzen
ich hab angst vor den leuten
ich habe angst vor ihnen zu tanzen
sie wollen das tanzen zur unterhaltung
aber die unterhaltung ist tot
sie könnens nicht spüren
und wollen doch dass ich lebe wie sie
ich bleib lieber daheim
bleib weg von den leuten
schließ mich ein in die wohnung
schau auf die wände auf den plafond
ich kann auch leben wenn ich gefangen bin
ich bin ein philosoph ohne denken
auf der bühne des lebens
und keine fiktion
ich bin ein geist in einem körper
rede gern in gedichten
also bin ich der rhythmus
schlafmittel helfen mir nicht beim schlafen
alkohol auch nicht
ich werd immer müder
ich möchte gern aufhören
der geist lässt mich nicht
ich will geradeaus gehen
ganz hoch hinauf und runterschauen
die höhe spüren die ich erreichen kann
ich will gehen
2003
Übersetzt von MW im September 2017
癔语
我是尼金斯基身体里的灵魂
我吃得很少，尽管我很瘦
我只吃神让我吃的东西
我讨厌鼓胀的肠子
那会阻碍我跳舞
我害怕人群
害怕在他们面前跳舞
他们要我跳欢娱的舞蹈
欢娱就是死亡
他们感觉不到
却要我过和他们一样的生活
我要留在家里
避开人群
把自己关在房间里
望着天花板和墙壁
监禁中我也能找到生命
我是不思想的哲学家
是生命的剧场
不是虚构
我是有身体的神
喜欢用诗来谈话
我就是韵律
安眠药不能让我入睡
酒也不能
我越来越累
我想停下来
但神不允许
我要一直走
走到很高的地方往下俯视
感觉我所能到达的高度
我要走
2003
标签：alcohol, apartment, art, body, ceiling, crazy, dance, entertainment, fear, fiction, height, history, home, hysterics, imagination, Liu Xia, Liu Xiaobo, memory, people, philosophy, pleasure, poetry, politics, prison, rhythm, room, sleep, soul, spirit, 刘霞, 刘晓波, 劉霞, 劉曉波
发表在 1980s, 1989, 1990s, 2000s, 2003, Uncategorized | Leave a Comment »
二月 25, 2017
POETRY
poetry
is impo
rtant
truth
is impo
tent
or is it
or are you
MW February 2017
REPORT
every report
every detailed incisive report
kind that makes powerful people squirm
is just as important
as any art
any poem
any church, temple
that makes you pause
think
feel
every report
MW February 2017
标签：art, articles, attention, communication, conditions, custody, 秦晓宇, death, Eleanor Goodman, 郑小琼, 许立志, feelings, film, friends, literature, Maghiel van Crevel, media, migrants, people, poetry, police, politics, power, Qin Xiaoyu, religion, reportage, reporting, review, society, space, suicide, time, women, women workers, work, Xu Lizhi
发表在 1990s, 2000s, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010s, 2014, 2015, 2016, 2017, January 2017, October 2014, October 2016, poetry, September 2014, Translations, Uncategorized | Leave a Comment »
十一月 10, 2016
LETTUCE
lettuce
make
a merry bull
insignificant
again
worked so well
under bush
MW November 2016
标签：again, animals, austria, bull, countries, cow, 美国 America, elections, Europe, food, Great, history, memory, merry, salad, significant, US, vote
发表在 2000, 2000s, 2003, 2004, 2008, 2016, November 2016, poetry, PR, Roman times, Uncategorized | Leave a Comment »
十月 23, 2016
NOBLE POEM
wish I could write a noble poem
a prized noble poem
a swedish prized noble poem
a norwegian prized noble poem
pricey and noble
like norwegian beer
everything becomes pricey and noble
unless global warming
comes fast enough
MW October 2016
last week the brazilian author ricardo domeneck wrote a noble commentary on Facebook that actually sounds a little dylanesque, partly. masters of war, yes. dynamite. 伊沙 has a great little nobel dynamite poem. from 1992. 今年的文学諾貝爾得主有一首 Masters of War，我有一首 “X&Y”, 伊沙翻譯成《一搭一挡》。講尼克松和他的外交部长、大陸前领導和他的首相等等。墙上還有“毛”字，因為伊沙1991年一首小詩。 we had a reading here in vienna on Oct. 15 in our new housing close to the new central train station. we have a library downstairs. run by people from our house, we are there often. open to other houses, gudrun and peter built a stage, and we have theatre. and we had a bob dylan night a few months ago. masters of war is a little like my poem X&Y. x was cruel/ butt is sore/ y was able/ and suave./ both loved culture/ both destroyed/ hundred million/ butts are cold. written march 2007 in beijing. yes, nixon and kissinger, mao and zhou, maybe there is a pair like that in brazil? only six or seven swedes in over 100 years of a great swedish prize for literature is actually not very much, is it? wonder if ricardo brazil/domeneck/africa ever read tomas tranströmer. oh well. pity this busy monster manunkind/ not. progress is a comfortable disease:/ your victim (death and live safely beyond) plays with the bigness of its littleness …[…] pity poor flesh and trees, poor stars and stones, but never this fine specimen …. listen: there’s a hell/ of a good universe next door. let’s go. there must be some way out of here, said the joker to the thief …
yes, the music of jimi hendrix. dylan is honored as tip of the iceberg, should be chuck berry and many others at the same time. preferably african brazilian women. yes, manunkind maybe doesn’t always deserve something poor ricardo doesn’t always get, maybe. pity. oh yes.
标签：Africa, beer, Bob Dylan, brazil, Chuck Berry, languages, men, music, Nobel prize, noble, Norway, people, pity, price, prize, Ricardo Domeneck, Sweden, Tomas Tranströmer, women, writing, yi sha, 伊沙
发表在 1950s, 1960s, 1970s, 1980s, 1989, 1990s, 1999, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2010, 2011, 2012, 2013, 2014, 2015, 2016, December 2016, November 2016, October 2016, poetry, prose, Uncategorized, Yi Sha, 伊沙 | Leave a Comment »
十月 1, 2016
标签：austria, danger, democracy, elections, Europe, expression, extreme right, fascists, freedom, history, hope, independence, memory, military, nation, national day, neutral, parties, peace, president, refugees, rights, sirens, speech, vote, war, wealth
发表在 1933, 1934, 1936, 1937, 1938, 1945, 1955, 1960s, 1966, 1970s, 1980s, 1989, 1990s, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2010, 2011, 2012, 2013, 2014, 2015, 2016, April 2016, August 2015, August 2016, December 2016, February 2016, January 2016, July 2016, June 2016, March 2016, May 2016, November 2016, NPC, October 2016, prose, September 2016, Uncategorized, Welcome! | Leave a Comment »
九月 6, 2016
Martin Winter 維馬丁:
DER MOND MUSS PERFEKT SEIN 《不敢不完美》 SHE HAS TO BE PERFECT
POEMS IN ENGLISH, CHINESE AND GERMAN.
包括維馬丁寫的中文詩歌，英語詩歌被詩人伊沙譯成中文.
READING IN VIENNA ON OCTOBER 15, 2016!
Martin Winter, born 1966. Poet, translator. Studied in Vienna, Taipei etc. Worked in China etc. Writes in English, Chinese, German
Martin Winter, Dichter und Übersetzer. Studierte Germanistik und Sinologie, verbrachte 15 Jahre in China und Taiwan. Schreibt Gedichte auf Deutsch, Englisch, Chinesisch.
Mit einer Grafik der chinesischen Künstlerin Wang Qi 王琦画
Format: 14 x 20,4 cm
Seiten: 332
Fertigung: 1 s/w-Abbildung, Broschur
Preis/€: 15,00
TEXTPROBE SAMPLE PAGES
标签：art, austria, bicycles, book, Brno, canada, children, china, czech republic, Denmark, election, Europe, expression, family, Germany, history, hungary, Italy, justice, language, life, literature, love, Malaysia, Martin Winter, memory, moon, poetry, police, politics, prague, prayer, refugees, sex, Singapore, slovakia, Slovenia, society, speech, taiwan, thailand, translation, USA, vermont, Vienna, vote, VSC, work, world, writing, yi sha, 伊沙
发表在 1966, 1970s, 1980s, 1990s, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2010, 2011, 2012, 2013, 2014, 2015, 2016, Translations, Uncategorized, Yi Sha, 伊沙 | 1 Comment »
九月 6, 2016
Yi Sha 伊沙: ÜBERQUERUNG DES GELBEN FLUSSES 1 車過黄河
Band 1 Gedichte 1988-2009
Übersetzt von Martin Winter 維馬丁
Zweisprachige Ausgabe Chinesisch/Deutsch
Mit einer Kaligrafie und zwei Grafiken von Yi Sha
Preis/€: 15,00
TEXTPROBE– Sample Pages
READING IN VIENNA ON OCTOBER 15, 2016!
标签：art, book, expression, freedom, history, language, life, memory, poetry, politics, sex, speech, translation, work, yi sha, 伊沙
发表在 1966, 1970s, 1972, 1980s, 1988, 1989, 1990s, 1994, 1996, 1997, 1998, 1999, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, August 2016, 葵, July 2016, June 2016, May 2016, poetry, Translations, Uncategorized, Yi Sha, 伊沙 | Leave a Comment »
六月 26, 2016
《戈尔巴乔夫》
我在想一个人
不知道这些年
他都在做什么
过得好吗
我在想一个人
这个人在1989年
来过对我而言
最后的北京
我在想一个人
我替我的领导人
感到不好意思见他
他令伟人不再伟大
我在想一个人
我在想他的时候
他就出现啦
在电视里
我在想一个人
这些年他走遍世界
死了老婆
对亡妻一往情深
我在想一个人
他的秃顶上有红星的胎记
被中国人认定是颗灾星
他却很在乎愚民一族的看法
2003
Yi Sha 《戈尔巴乔夫》
GORBATSCHOW
ich denk an einen menschen
weiss nicht wie es ihm geht
in den letzten jahren
was er so macht
ich denk an einen menschen
1989 kommt er nach peking
für mich ist die stadt
dann bald untergegangen
ich denk an einen menschen
ich hab mich für unsere leute geschämt
die großen männer waren nicht groß
neben ihm
ich denk an einen menschen
da taucht er auf
hier vor mir
mitten im fernseher
ich denk an einen menschen
er ist viel herumgereist auf der welt
seine frau ist gestorben
er liebt sie noch immer
ich denk an einen menschen
er hat einen roten stern auf der glatze
das ist für chinesen ein böses omen
aber er kümmert sich was wir dummköpfe meinen
2003
Übersetzt von MW im Juni 2016
标签：1989, china, history, memory, poetry, politics, shame, soviet union, yi sha, 伊沙
发表在 1989, 2003, June 2016, poetry, Translations, Uncategorized, Yi Sha, 伊沙 | Leave a Comment »
四月 8, 2016
Zhao Siyun
SANS
(SEVERE ACUTE NERVOUS SYNDROME)
lately I’ve learned to wash my hands
all the time
countless times every day
every time I want to count my fingers
I find it most peculiar
there have to be ten
not one more
not one less
2003, written in the time of SARS (Severe Acute Respiratory Syndrome)
Last modified March 2016
Tr. MW, April 2016
标签：2003, beijing, Canton, china, disease, disinfection, 赵思运, fingers, habit, hands, health, history, Hong Kong, infection, memory, nerves, SARS, taiwan, Zhao Siyun, 新世纪诗典
发表在 2003, April 2016, March 2016, NPC, poetry, Translations, Uncategorized, 新世纪诗典 | Leave a Comment »
七月 5, 2014
Yi Sha
GOING HOME FOR LUNAR NEW YEAR
in our red china
a household of four generations of scholars
could end up deep
in a slum
and so in my youth
I had it wild
wilder than kids of labor-camp inmates
at least I knew what was going on
on the first morning in the lunar new year
I took a walk through the old streets
they even looked
just like before
standing there I suddenly realized
my pals from back then had no time to grow up
most of them were caught in a crackdown
and sent up to heaven
2003
Tr. MW, July 2014
伊沙
过年回家的路上
在我红色中国
四代书香之家
也可以坐落在
贫民窟的深处
使我的少年时时代
比劳改犯的儿子
还要野蛮
野蛮又不蒙昧
大年初一的早上
当我信步走过那老巷
发现它们还保持着
过去的模样
当时我站在那里
不免怔怔地想
我儿时的伙伴来不及成长
他们大都被镇压到了天上
2003
标签：academics, children, crackdown, death, heaven, labor camp, memory, new year, poetry, slum, streets, youth
发表在 2003, July 2014, Translations, Uncategorized | 1 Comment »
