人家陌生｜维马丁
人家陌生
你是个生人
脸都是鬼脸
你一个人
女人是臭脸
人家不要你
路都是坎坷的
你想吐
你陌生
雨水里漂很多脸
你陌生
谁都不记得姓名
你陌生
你陌生
2025.8
本期诗人 伊沙 沈浩波 徐江 马非 赵克强 刘傲夫 江湖海 周永文 陈家声 梅花驿 二月蓝 邢昊 万德 马亚坤 书香 大康 陈小宁 夏微 居次 徐庆春 荷岸 师建军 喵小咪 未了因 蓝冰 任建明 白如冰 袁玉生 刘远望 李席林 马红光 可风 增粮 阿洛迦勒 君子 刘健 施工 艾妮克斯 卡卡 杨晚平 兰亭 赵根蒂 舒蔓 张金虎 韩艳艳 第一闲人 荒雨 崔军玲 张海宾 周鸣 李敬 老远 维马丁 苏传道 亚夫 大树 杜晓旺 刘效良 耘玮
Pictures by Zhan Mingzhao
MISSING
Shangyuan Art Museum,
the ruins of the big exhibition hall
in the middle of nowhere
are a metaphor
for the state.
For the state of culture.
For the state of art.
No reason, except the state
of reasoning.
A monument of sorts.
I miss it.
MW July 2024
Pictures by Zhan Mingzhao
VERMISST
Shangyuan Art Museum,
die Ruinen der großen Halle
sind eine Metapher für den Zustand.
Für den Zustand der Kunst,
den Zustand der Kultur
und so weiter.
Kein Grund, abgesehen vom Zustand
der staatlichen Gründe.
Irgendwie ein Denkmal.
Ich wär gern noch dort.
MW Juli 2024
Artworks by Zhan Mingzhao
STERNE
Gestern hat jemand
ganz viele Kerzen
in die Ruinen gestellt.
Zwischen den Kerzen
sind sie gestanden,
haben Geige gespielt
und einen Psalm rezitiert.
Mutter und Tochter.
Nachher haben Xiao Xiao und ich
Gedichte gelesen.
Kerzen sind kein Problem,
Kerzen sind wie der Mond
in den Ruinen.
Du kannst Geige spielen,
kannst lesen und singen
was immer du willst.
MW 14. Juni 2024
星星
昨晚有人
放很多蜡烛
在废墟上
站在中间
拉小提琴
背诵圣经
一对母女
最后还有
诗人朗读
蜡烛不怕
月亮不怕
在废墟里
蜡烛不怕
可以拉琴
可以唱歌
可以读诗
2024.6.14
STARS
Last night someone
put down many candles
on the ruins.
Then they stood there,
played a violin
and recited a Psalm.
Mother and daughter.
At the end two poets
did some of their stuff.
The candles are fine,
like the moon, don’t be scared,
the candles are fine in the ruins.
You can play your violin,
you can sing,
you can recite
whatever you like.
MW June 14, 2024
Photo by White Paper
后院的草不多
少的很
后院的羊不多
少的很
草吃秃了
羊吃光了
草还会长
羊还会生
11:04
04.07.2024
沙峪口
白纸
GRASS GOATS
Author: White Paper
There isn’t much grass in our backyard,
almost none.
There are not many goats in our backyard,
very few.
Grass got eaten.
Goats got eaten.
Grass will grow.
Goats will be born.
7/4/24, 11:04 at Shayukou.
Translated by Martin Winter
他们这样說，
该收拾东西
（小心收拾）
胡闹和快乐
(也许还有机会）
和一种不敬
（也许能挖出来）
以及压不住自由的感觉
（把它擦灰尘）
放肆不顾一切
（再来玩一玩）
还有希望
2024年7月初
赛斯(南非）写，
维马丁 译
Or so I’m told
time to start packing away
(carefully)
our joy and mischief
(we might get the chance)
with irreverence and a
(to dig them out again)
sense of ungovernable freedom and
(dust them off)
reckless abandonment
(and play again)
there is still hope.
Seth Deacon, at Shangyuan Art Museum
in early July 2024
Photo by White Paper
Seth Deacon
All you believers,
All you soldiers for a cause,
those of you who would build nations and tear them down
Those of you who are so sure
Of the line between us and them.
Between you and I.
(Even if you and I were once lovers, sisters, brothers)
Promise me you won’t make the world too small.
Because I am very much afraid
Of what happens when all of our fists and chests constrict so tightly we cannot breathe,
Never mind sing to each other.
I am afraid of what we’ll see in the mirror once there are no more enemies to look at
I am afraid I will never get to see you again
Or that if I do,
We will both be so changed we will not recognise each other
Or worse
We will be so changed we will not be able to look each other in the eye,
Because we will be too alike
IN THE MUSEUM THAT IS
BEING DEMOLISHED
Here and Vienna,
two different planets.
Here and Beijing,
two different planets.
Here and the mountains
or even the neighbors,
two different planets.
Although to the neighbors
there are some relations
closer than being
in the same solar system.
MW June 2024
被拆的艺术馆里
这里跟维也纳
是两个星球
跟北京市
两个星球
跟这里山上
甚至跟邻居
都两个星球
虽然邻居
都有很多
比同一个太阳系
更密切的
联系
2024.6.26
MOON
This is Monday.
Last night the moon
was full and had sleep.
Although after dark
they went on demolishing.
Walking to Pingyifen
at nine o’clock
we still got noodles.
Walked back, went to sleep.
At three thirty or so
dawn was beginning.
One hour later
I crawled out of bed.
Took a shower at five
and there was water!
Around six
they went on digging.
Walked down to the basement,
there was no power.
Walked to the library
with the water heater
with ground coffee
and the French press.
The library has Wifi.
I was beginning
to get back my spirits.
Then we went out
to have a picnic
under some trees.
At around eleven
you could feel the heat.
There were some clouds,
just like a Sunday.
MW June 24, 2024
月
是星期一
昨晚月满
难得安静
天黑以后
他们还拆
去平义分
九点多了
还能吃面
走回去睡
三点半醒
天慢慢亮
到四点半
可以起床
五点洗澡
还好有水
六点左右
又继续挖
去地下室
地下停电
去图书馆
带热水壶
带咖啡粉
带过滤器
可以上网
慢慢开始
恢复精神
跟朋友去
树下野餐
到十一点
有一点热
偶尔有云
像星期天
2024.6.24
CHARACTER
Last year in April
when I first came
and walked through the campus
of Shangyuan Art Museum
from the front to the back
along the big exhibition hall
to the small bridge
on the left
there was a wall
a tall grey wall
crowned with barbed wire.
Looked like a prison.
What is this
I asked.
It is the house
of the poet Xi Chuan.
But he never comes
he’s never been here.
I didn’t ask more.
Now there is no exhibition hall.
From the library
from the back door
you can see over the ruins
all the way
to that grey wall.
There is enough space
to write on the wall.
Maybe just one character
maybe “shame”.
That “shame” of “no shame”.
Yes I do know
that I don’t know
very much at all.
There must be reasons
why it went this way.
But now there is room
there is very much space
now the effect
could be not bad.
MW June 22, 2024
写字
去年四月
第一次来
上苑艺术馆
从前面走后面
沿着通道
经过展厅
到后面小桥
通道左边
灰色高墙
上面铁丝网
像监狱
那时候问
旁边是什么
是诗人西川
建设的房子
可是他不来
从来都不来
我觉得奇怪
但也不多问
现在展厅没了
从图书馆
后面的门
经过废墟
看到后面
灰色的墙
觉得墙上
可以写字
就一个字
也许可以写
恥
无耻的恥
当然有很多
我都不知道
应该有很多
为什么有今天
不过一直觉得
这墙很难看
而现在有空
有很大的空间
现在写
效果好
2024.6.22
HEALTH
I heard the pandemic
and being demolished
produce the same feeling.
The class of the people
who manage the buildings,
the class of the people
who guard all the gates,
the class of the people
who sell drinking water,
the class of the leaders
they all would be feeling
very healthy.
MW June 22nd, 2024
健康
听说疫情
感觉
和
被拆感觉
有一点像
物业阶级
看门阶级
卖水阶级
领导阶级
威风十足
统统感觉
非常健康
2024.6.22
ALL THERE
The people up on the mountain
are almost all there.
The buildings down below the mountain
are almost all there.
The color on people’s faces
is almost all there.
The mountains up on the mountain
they should all be there.
Every one can
be in the picture.
MW June 21, 2024
都在
山上的人大部分都在
山下的楼大部分都在
脸上颜色大部分都在
山上的山还应该都在
都可以入照
2024.6.21
Sculpture by Tristan Tréhin
Xidu Heshang
OUR OWN
The Chinese people’s own mythological epic
The Chinese people’s own SF masterpiece
The Chinese people’s own war movies
The Chinese people’s own Band of Brothers
The Chinese people’s own Schindler’s List
The Chinese people’s own concentration camps
The Chinese people’s own massacre
The Chinese people’s own genocide
The Chinese people’s own memory of suffering
The Chinese people’s own famine
The Chinese people’s own catastrophes
The Chinese people’s own Great Dictator
The Chinese people’s own serial killers
The Chinese people’s own Natural Born Killers
The Chinese people’s own cannibals
The Chinese people’s own vampire bats
The Chinese people’s own Batman
The Chinese people’s own superheroes
The Chinese people’s own Heroic Sons and Daughters
The Chinese people’s own chained women
The Chinese people’s own Joker
The Chinese people’s own Ugly Dolls movie
The Chinese people’s own rock-‘n’-roll
The Chinese people’s own Coke
The Chinese people’s own tragedy
The Chinese people’s own shame
The Chinese people’s own homeless
The Chinese people’s own ‘no ammo, no food’
The Chinese people’s own desperation
The Chinese people’s own hand-to-mouth
The Chinese people’s own apocalypse
The Chinese people at their own home
The Chinese people cook their own food
The Chinese people make their own salt
The Chinese people drill their own wood to make fire
The Chinese people grind their own stone tools
The Chinese people walk upright on their own
The Chinese people catch and eat their own fleas
7/23/2023
Tr. MW, July 2023
Sculpture by Tristan Tréhin
Sculpture by Tristan Tréhin
Sculpture by Tristan Tréhin
Sculpture by Tristan Tréhin
Sculpture and photo by Tristan Tréhin
42 – thanks Douglas Adams
there is nothing special about anyone
there is nothing special about any town
there is nothing special about any street
or any sheet –
there is nothing special about any day
there is something special about every one
there is something special about every town
there is something special about every street,
every sheet,
every day.
maybe all of these things are true
maybe all of these things are too much
sometimes a poet is an asshole
sometimes a poet may be a great person
maybe sometimes any person
can be an asshole
most probably
what is it all 4?
what is it all 5?
what is it all 42?
sometimes we do what we can do
sometimes we are happy
for a short while
MW May 2023
中国大好き 