Posts Tagged ‘宋壮壮’

SÜSSES REISDREIECK – 宋壮壮 Song Zhuangzhuang

十月 19, 2020

Song Zhuangzhuang
SÜSSES REISDREIECK

Ein Zongzi
fällt auf die Straße,
wird überfahren
wie ein kleines Tier,
da kommen Innereien heraus.
Ich schau genau hin,
im Klebreis sind
dunkelrote Blutspuren
von roten Datteln.

27. Juni 2020
Übersetzt von MW im Oktober 2020

新世纪诗典作品联展#宋壮壮#(17.0)

 

 

 

CHANCE – 宋壮壮 Song Zhuangzhuang

七月 5, 2020

Song Zhuangzhuang
CHANCE ENCOUNTER

In the sun
holding an ice cream
a small child with a mask walks ahead
He stares at his ice cream
but doesn’t take off his mask
I wonder when he will take his first bite
He still doesn’t take off his mask
He walks on
and he’s out of my sight

5/5/20
Translated by MW, July 2020

 

 

SNOWMAN – 宋壮壮

二月 15, 2019

Song Zhuangzhuang
SNOWMAN

Big snowfall in town.
In an acupuncture clinic,
five doctors in white
sit around drinking tea.
No patients at all.
Outside it’s white far and wide.
One of the white-coats
builds a small snowman
on the window sill
and sticks a needle
in the snowman’s butt.
The white-coats are laughing,
each gets a needle in,
finishing their
work for the day.

1/19/19
Translated by MW, Febr. 2019

CHINESE SECRETS – 宋壮壮

四月 27, 2016

Song Zhuangzhuang

Song Zhuangzhuang
CHINESE SECRETS

In middle school, second year,
my older brother and his whole school
are brought in a truck to the highway,
made to stand on both sides.
Each one holds a fake flower.
They wait for a long time,
then they wave plastic flowers,
shouting “Welcome! Welcome! …”
A few cars rushing by,
they climb back on the truck,
return to school.
From beginning to end,
nobody tells them
who they are welcoming.

3/2/16
Tr. MW, April 2016

Song Zhuangzhuang secret

FREEDOM – 宋壮壮 – FREIHEIT

二月 12, 2016

Song Zhuangzhuang

Song Zhuangzhuang
FREEDOM

a person
face downwards
lies on the grass
like he’s dead
in the morning
close to the road

at his side
lies a guitar
in bangkok
he won’t freeze to death
maybe
he was just tired
and fell asleep

another ten minutes
they’ll be awake
he and his guitar

1/22/16
Tr. MW, Feb. 2016

Song Zhuangzhuang
FREIHEIT

ein mensch
kopf nach unten
liegt auf dem gras
sieht aus wie tot
in der früh
an der straße

an seiner seite
liegt eine gitarre
in bangkok
erfriert er
wenigstens nicht
vielleicht war er müde
hat sich hingelegt

in zehn minuten
wachen sie auf
er und seine gitarre

2016-01-22

Übersetzt v. MW im Febr. 2016

FREEDOM


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