Posts Tagged ‘beer’
11月 14, 2022
Qi
KRAFT DER DUNKELHEIT
Er hat beim Trinken nie Becher verwendet.
Manche Orte,
da kommt kein Licht hinein.
Wo er sitzt,
dort wird es dunkel.
Dunkelheit zieht mich an.
Ich seh wie er Bier trinkt,
eine Dose nach der anderen,
und mit der Dunkelheit
jede Dose plattdrückt.
Übersetzt von MW im November 2022
汉语先锋·2021年度最佳诗歌100首|七《黑暗的力量》入选理由：一个坐在黑暗中喝啤酒的人，他的存在构成了一首诗，但如何用语言表现出来呢？诗人七给出了非常精彩的答案，她找到“黑暗”这个意象，如同一把解题的钥匙。她把那个喝啤酒的男人和黑暗凝结为同一个生命体，这种写法令这首诗顿时充满了生命力，既巧妙又富有力量。（磨铁读诗会）
诗卡展第二期
https://mp.weixin.qq.com/s/H1qRSG1f-Yit0Eq7zNrWcg
目录
韩 东 《照片（诗悼老木）》《失去》
何小竹 《最近打碎两只碗》《蔡某的左手》
黑 瞳 《高音》《柔顺的》
后后井 《带鱼》
后 乞 《租房小记》《林边的妈妈》
黄平子 《灶神奶奶照镜子》《鸡脚》
菊 宁 《纹身》
君 儿 《逆子可活》
蓝 蓝 《老船长的狗》
蓝 毒 《妈妈》
劳淑珍 《柏油路尽头》《我真爱我妈，她是最纯粹的诗》《流产》
里 所 《榆叶雨》《女人梦》《氟斑牙少女》
诗卡展第一期
https://mp.weixin.qq.com/s/UuXo3hnqWJDXsq_gp52XwQ
目录
阿 楚 《白云谋杀案》艾 蒿 《绝非坦途》笨笨.S.K 《桥》草 钤 《他小狗她小狗》《一只陶罐》陈 乐 《吃苹果》陈克华 《大衣》虫 子 《担心》《吞吐》春 树 《我们都爱海明威》《为了自由你愿意付出多少代价》《这座城市与我》丁小虫 《食鱼者说》独孤九 《最后一面》杜 鹏 《我说，你信》范可心 《爸爸们》《今天去徒步》方闲海 《坐禅》葛 平 《无题》（曾多次想过）
标签：beer, cans, cup, cups, 磨铁, dark, darkness, drink, drinking, memory, people, poetry, pressing, pressure, Qi, 七
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10月 10, 2022
奥地利总统大选
除了想连任的总统
有反对打疫苗的傻子
有极右派党
有奥地利通俗瘪球日报
有一个做鞋子想救世界
（其实为什么不？）
再来一个右派，
最后有小伙子
做自己的啤酒
和摇滚音乐
也想救地球
可先要讨论
总统赢了，得了连任
还好，上次很糟糕
奥地利幸运
不过下次有婚礼
大概不会邀请
同一个人
看看其他新闻…
2022.10.9 （英语、德语）
中文 2022.10.10
ÖSTERREICHISCHE WAHL
Austrian Presidential Election
Außer dem Amtsinhaber
unterstützt von den Grünen –
Except the incumbent,
who comes from the Greens –
sind angetreten (there are):
die Geschmacksverstörerpartei
MSG (Anti-Vaxxers),
der Schmerzensreiche Rosenkranz
(One from the notorious Freedom Party),
der rechte Kolumnist der Kronenzeitung
(A columnist of Austrian Fox News),
ein Schuhfabrikant,
der die Welt retten will –
warum nicht?
A guy who makes shoes
who wants to save the world –
Why not actually?
But wait, there’s more:
Another rightist,
Noch ein schmerzlicher Rechter,
und nicht zuletzt die Bierpartei
mit Marco Pogo.
The youth candidate
with his own beer.
He wants to save the earth too
and talk about it.
Der Amtsinhaber hat gewonnen.
The incumbent has won.
Could have been much worse,
look at the last time.
Tu felix Austria,
for your next wedding
maybe invite someone else?
Oh well, in other news…
MW 9. Oktober 2022
标签：austria, beer, candidates, democracy, election, elections, Europe, history, life, memory, news, parties, people, president, state, talk
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6月 8, 2021
Mu Jiang
DEJI KANGWA
Acht Stunden gefahren,
endlich angekommen.
Tausend-Wachtürme-Land, tibetisches Dorf.
Damba, im Tal der Schönen, West-Sichuan,
unter den Sternen mit meiner Freundin.
Wir trinken Bier,
plaudern vertraut.
Am Fuß des heiligen Berges Mo’erduo,
ein Paradies.
Unsere Sorgen
hat der Wind
weggeweht über die Berge.
2021-02-01
Übersetzt von MW im Juni 2021
伊沙推荐：古诗称其为＂行＂，现代诗可称其为＂公路诗＂。当＂现代＂作为＂主义＂的时代，诗写反常的情感，当＂现代＂作为＂日常＂的时代，诗写正常的喜怒哀乐。
况禹点评《新诗典》木匠《德吉康瓦》：对现代文明下的人来讲，“走出去”也是一个“永恒的主题”，脱离凡俗、摆脱辛苦、审视内心，我们已经看过了不少“公路小说”“公路片”，但总觉得有些感觉不够本土，现在，这首“公路诗”带着纯正的本土味道来了。
黎雪梅读《新世纪诗典》之木匠《德吉康瓦》：“仁者乐山，智者乐水”，无论是古人还是今人，徜徉山水之间，不失为逃避喧嚣，放飞自我的不二之选。何况还是来到了丹巴藏寨，以及地处藏汉结合部的墨尔多神山脚下(此山本身就是藏汉民族和睦相亲的象征和见证)，更是诗人心中“满载幸福的天堂”，所有的烦恼与不快随之烟消云散，一路走来一路歌，不仅有闺蜜作陪，还有好诗尽收囊中，看样子不虚此行。作为读者跟随诗人的脚步也跟着神游了一番美景，感受着诗人丰富的情感，也是一件乐事。所以仁者也好，智者也罢，世事悠悠的确就像流水一样，阅尽千山万壑，最后归于悠然、淡泊。
标签：beer, friend, friends, holiday, mountains, Mu Jiang, NPC, paradise, people, stars, talk, tibet, Tibetan, valley, 新世纪詩典, 木匠
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7月 18, 2020
Bai Li
GEFÜHL IM MUND
In Wien liebt man das Bier wie in Deutschland
so sehr wie das Leben
und zwar bei jeder Mahlzeit.
Zehn Tage in Wien,
österreichisches Bier
ein bisschen Heineken dazu,
ein Dutzend verschiedene Marken;
Durst ausgelebt, mehr als genug.
Auf der Rückreise mit China Southerm
gibt es auch Bier im Flugzeug,
aber nur eine Marke:
„Snowbeer – Globe Trekker“
Der Geschmack, eine alte Geschichte,
beim Gefühl im Mund fehlt noch sehr viel.
Übersetzt von Martin Winter im Juli 2020
标签：austria, Bai Li, beer, 白立, drinking, Europe, feeling, flight, Germany, history, life, memory, mouth, NPC, taste, texture, tongue, travel, Vienna, 新世纪詩典
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7月 18, 2019
Lü Yu
PFLAUMENBLÜTEN
Mein Papa hat gern getrunken, besonders Bier.
Wenn er Bier getrunken hat,
hat er die Flasche gleich mit den Zähnen aufgemacht.
Konkret hat er den Flaschenhals
fest in den Mund gesteckt,
mit einem Hebel, ein Knall!
Ein Bierverschluss rollt auf den Boden.
Wär ich fließig gewesen,
hätt ich sie eingesammelt,
alle seine Kronkorken,
und sie nacheinander in den Boden gedrückt.
Das wär dann bis heute eine große Fläche
von Pflaumenblüten.
2016-12-07
Übersetzt von MW im Juli 2019
标签：alcohol, beer, beer caps, blossoms, 绿鱼, family, father, Lü Yu, memory, NPC, teeth, 新世纪詩典
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6月 20, 2019
KROMEŘÍŽ
This is the most beautiful square,
the centre of this beautiful town,
wonderful concert.
Didn’t understand one word they sang,
but they were great.
Every one had a wonderful time,
rock music in Czech,
guess they have been playing together
ten or twenty years.
I’m sure it was all their own songs
and the most classic ones at the end.
People dancing, holding their children,
people getting another beer.
The square has beer and ice cream stands
and many things for everyone.
Water taps, a tent with cushions,
restaurants and cafes
on the sides.
This was a very important town
one-hundred fifty or sixty years ago.
They filmed the movie Amadeus,
no, that was later.
They had an uprising,
a constitutional assembly
for the whole monarchy,
didn’t come through at the end.
Anyway now, they have a party.
Children play classical music
in the flower garden.
One ten- year-old could be Ian Anderson.
Two girls play like a string quartet,
hope the Blue Meanies
hold off for a while.
If you go to see the castle,
the Archbishop residence,,
where they had the filming,
the parliament, the Russian czar
and so on,
the painting gallery is actually free.
They have a Tizian,
Apollo and Marsyas.
Yes, the latter gets flayed alive.
Go see that first
before they close.
MW June 2019
标签：art, beer, castle, czech republic, garden, history, memory, Moravia, music, park, people, poetry, square, town, travel
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5月 5, 2019
AVENGER’S ENDGAME
I am seeing Endgame,
thinking of Třebíč.
“It all ends here.”
We were in Třebíč
when the last Harry Potter came out.
We saw it in Czech in 3D
in the town’s only theatre.
Třebíč is very well preserved.
It’s a real town like so many
with a real Jewish cemetery.
They had a motorcycle convention
when we were in town in 2011.
Maybe the Travellers’ Inn is still there
by the bridge.
MW May 2019
Rich Polk/Getty Images
Martin Winter
ENDGAME
I really love Iron Man.
He lives in a garbage can
with his wife the Black Widow.
They don’t wait for Godot,
they take notes from Ant-Man
and travel into the past quantum realm
to thwart the Big Evil.
Thor gets a beer belly from
thinking about this.
MW May 5th, 2019
Xu Jiang
THIS YEAR, TODAY
To keep a distance from fashion
I refuse to talk of May 4th.
May 2019
Translated by MW, May 2019
今年，今天｜徐江
为了和时尚保持距离
我拒绝谈论五·四
Xu Jiang
ART TALK：FLASHING SKILLS
In literature,
honesty without being wooden
is hardest,
just like in life.
April 2019
Translated by MW, May 2019
艺谭·炫技｜徐江
对文学来讲
老实而不木
最难
和活着一样
君儿读诗 | 2019年4月好诗选
君儿读诗 | 2019年4月好诗选
Mateusz Grochocki/Getty Images
Frederic J. Brown/ Agence France-Presse — Getty Images
标签：beer, beijing, characters, children, china, czech republic, Europe, film, history, Jun Er, Jun'er, language, memory, movies, myth, poetry, pop culture, Samuel Beckett, Tianjin, trebic, Vienna, war, world, Xi'an, Xu Jiang, 君儿, 徐江
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5月 11, 2018
Jun Er
XUEFENG SPRICHT VON EINEM BERÜHMTEN INTELLEKTUELLEN POETEN
man trinkt tee im teehaus
er bestellt bier
als das bier kommt
nippt er und sagt es sei schlecht
sie eilen schnell in ein anderes hotel
er nippt wieder
fragt
gibts hier frische mädchen
Übersetzt von MW im Mai 2018
标签：art, beauty, beer, famous, girls, hotel, intellect, intellectuals, Jun Er, Jun'er, NPC, order, people, poetry, poets, tea, teahouse, 君儿, 君兒, 新世纪诗典
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2月 12, 2018
Jun Er
MIT EINER FLASCHE TSINGTAO INS BÜRO
in der früh nehm ich eine kiste tsingtao-bier
vom sechsten stock hinunter zum entsorgen
unten komm ich erst drauf
drinnen ist eine flasche noch ungeöffnet
während ich überleg schwappt das bier hin und her
wegwerfen widerspricht den gebräuchen
der arbeiterschaft
nicht wegwerfen, soll ich mit einer flasche bier ins büro gehen
lieber noch einmal überlegen
und dann doch brav mit einer flasche der preisgekrönten marke
den arbeitsweg antreten
Übersetzt von MW im Februar 2018
《带着一瓶青岛啤酒上班》
作者：君儿
早上抱着一箱青岛啤酒
下六楼，去扔
已经出手才发现
箱底还有一瓶没启封的
酒液晃动，还要不要呢
扔了不符合劳动人民的习惯
不扔，难道我要带一瓶酒上班
思考了几秒钟
我还是乖乖拎起这瓶中奖啤酒
踏上上班的路途
标签：alcohol, beer, job, Jun Er, Jun'er, life, office, poetry, politics, socialism, society, tradition, work, 君儿, 君兒
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10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
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3月 18, 2016
MOSCHEE UND CASINO
Moschee und Casino
haben Adam und Eva.
Das Casino in Singapur
am Botanischen Garten
empfängt mit Dali und mit Botero.
Boteros Adam und Eva
stehen am Eingang.
Weiß das der Künstler?
Kunst ist ein zweideutiges Ding.
Macht dich Poesie zum besseren Menschen?
Die Putrajaya-Moschee von Malaysia
steht hoch und herrlich.
Ich falte die Hände.
Eine alte Frau spricht mich an,
fragt mich, ob ich Muslim bin.
Ich sag nichts dagegen,
sie lässt mich ins Innere
und hilft mir Fotos schießen.
Ich weiß nicht, wie man betet,
das sieht sie und gibt mir einen Prospekt.
Es ist recht kompliziert.
In vierzig Minuten ist wieder Gebetszeit.
Hoffentlich kann ich teilnehmen?
Die Männer sind unten, die Frauen sind oben.
Der Prospekt informiert mich,
Adam und Eva waren Muslime.
Adam war gleich der erste Prophet.
Die Moschee hat auf Englisch auch den Koran.
Ich schlage das Buch auf.
Allah hat viele Zeichen gesendet.
Schlaf ist ein Zeichen,
genau wie die Schöpfung,
die Vielfalt von Sprachen und Farben.
Wir haben nicht genug Schlaf auf dieser Reise.
Ich schau hoch hinauf in die riesige Kuppel
und möchte Muslim sein,
versteh auch warum kein Bildnis erlaubt ist.
Eine halbe Stunde später sind wir beim Bier.
Ich frommer Muslim
glaub noch an die Schönheit.
Kunst und Poesie sind Zeichen von Allah.
Geschrieben auf Chinesisch am 28.1. 2016 um 3:27 in der Früh.
Deutsche Fassung vom März 2016
《赌场跟清真寺》
赌场跟清真寺有什么关系?
都有亚当和夏娃。
新加坡植物园赌场
有西班牙、哥伦比亚
艺术家 DALI, BOTERO
的作品。
BOTERO 的雕塑亚当和夏娃
放在赌场门前
艺术家自己会怎么想?
艺术是很暧昧的东西。
诗歌让你做更好的人吗?
马来西亚行政中心大清真寺
非常壮观
老年纪女人让我进去做礼拜
問我是穆斯林吗
我沉默不否认
可以随便进去
也可以照相。
她看出来我不知道怎么祈祷
就給我指示, 还解释很多。
不到一个小时有礼拜的时间。
男士下面, 女士在上。
欢迎我参加。
她給我的手册裏寫着
亚当和夏娃是穆斯林。
亚当就是第一位先知。
清真寺裏有古兰经
英语版读一片段
上帝安拉給人类的指示。
睡觉也是安拉的指示,
像创造世界所有的现象
包括不同的肤色和语言。
这几天我们都睡觉太少。
站在让你眼睛翱翔的大厅
我愿意做穆斯林
并明白為什麽禁止做偶像。
半个小时以后我们喝啤酒。
我这个虔诚的穆斯林
崇拜艺术的美丽。
美丽就是安拉的指示。
2016.1.28 凌晨3:27
MOSQUE & CASINO
Mosque and casino
both have Adam and Eve.
The casino in Singapore
at the Botanical Garden
greets you with Dali and with Botero.
Botero’s sculptures Adam and Eve
at the gate of the casino.
What would the artist think of this sight?
Art is a rather ambivalent thing.
Poetry makes you a better person?
The mosque in Malaysia’s government district
is a sight to behold.
I am folding my hands.
An old lady asks me if I am a Muslim.
I just bow and keep silent,
so she lets me go in
and helps me taking pictures.
She sees I don’t know how to pray
so she gives me a folder and tries to explain.
There’ll be prayer time in forty minutes.
Men at the bottom, women up there.
She hopes I can make it.
The folder says
Adam and Eve were also Muslims.
Adam was the first Prophet.
The Mosque has Quran editions in English.
I flip through a section.
Allah bestows many signs on mankind.
Sleep is a sign,
along with creation
and languages and different colours.
We haven’t had enough sleep on this trip.
Soaring up with my eyes,
I think being a Muslim is good.
I know why it’s forbidden to make any idols.
Half an hour later we are drinking beer.
I am still a believer
in beauty in art.
Poetry and art are signs of Allah.
January 2016
标签：Adam, Allah, ambivalence, art, beer, book, Botero, Casino, colour, communication, creation, Dali, entrance, Eve, folder, god, government, hands, history, human, Islam, languages, Malaysia, mosque, muslim, picture, poetry, prayer, prophets, Quran, religion, Singapore, skin, sleep, society, Southeast Asia, speech, temple, travel, 南行记, 新世纪诗典
发表在 February 2016, January 2016, March 2016, NPC, poetry, Translations, Uncategorized, Welcome!, 新世纪诗典 | 2 Comments »
2月 18, 2016
南行记： FROM SOUTHERN CHINA THROUGH SOUTHEAST ASIA
THE MOON IS FASTER THAN OTHER PEOPLE
people are slow here
says our guide
you have to get used to them
then it’s dark in a jump
and the moon climbs very fast
to her highest position
guess she is happy
to serve Chinese tour groups
so these few years
she runs faster and faster
January 2016
SLEEPING PALACE
actually the palace is very still
tourists stream in and out
serious people stay in their pictures
the palace is sleeping
in history
Bangkok, January 2016
IN THE EMPORIUM OF PRECIOUS STONES
In the emporium of precious stones
there is a smoking room,
looks a bit like a prison.
Men who need separation
quietly gather,
with their heavy hearts
just for a short spell;
then go on buying things.
January 2016
TRANSVESTITES IN THAILAND
“Some are half-demon,
half-demon, half human.”
I am sure our guide is a man.
He is open-minded, just like his country.
“We in China this, China that …”
I wish his China was a real country.
MW January 2016
VACATION
Let us go diving into the deep.
Last year in August
someone in Tianjin
said one thousand people had died.
He was put in jail.
Let us go diving.
Elections this year in Taiwan,
first female president.
Let’s go now, let’s go.
These few days
someone gave an interview
voice of freedom or something.
Said the city he lived in
was not free,
autonomous region was not autonomous.
Let us go diving now.
He got fourteen years.
He wasn’t the first.
Let’s go now, go.
There’ll be other things
planned for the afternoon.
January 2016
SHE HAS TO BE PERFECT
In Singapore
we have a new guide.
Her name means “swallow”.
She explains about their laws.
Sounds a bit like Thailand
talks about Buddhism.
“You have to be careful,
you can’t just sit down anywhere.”
We get in very late
but we still call a reading.
Across the street from the hotel
you can sit outside,
you can even smoke.
Long as you don’t toss the butt.
When you order a beer,
one bottle per person may be too much.
Where is the moon?
In Singapore
she obeys the law to the letter,
otherwise they beat her behind.
She steps out of the clouds
in her most perfect poise.
January 2016
POETRY READING IS GOOD
Poetry Reading’s good,
Poetry Reading’s good.
In our New Poetry Canon, people’s dignity is high.
System clique’s in the dregs,
state-sanctioned writers scurry with their tails between their legs!
January 2016 (to the tune of Socialism Is Good)
MOSQUE & CASINO
Mosque and casino
both have Adam and Eve.
The casino in Singapore
at the Botanical Garden
greets you with Dali and with Botero.
Botero’s sculptures Adam and Eve
at the gate of the casino.
What would the artist think of this sight?
Art is a rather ambivalent thing.
Poetry makes you a better person?
The mosque in Malaysia’s government district
is a sight to behold.
I am folding my hands.
An old lady asks me if I am a Muslim.
I just bow and keep silent,
so she lets me go in
and helps me taking pictures.
She sees I don’t know how to pray
so she gives me a folder and tries to explain.
There’ll be prayer time in forty minutes.
Men at the bottom, women up there.
She hopes I can make it.
The folder says
Adam and Eve were also Muslims.
Adam was the first Prophet.
The Mosque has Quran editions in English.
I flip through a section.
Allah bestows many signs on mankind.
Sleep is also a sign,
along with creation
and languages and different colours.
We haven’t had enough sleep on this trip.
Soaring up with my eyes,
I think being a Muslim is good.
I know why it’s forbidden to make any idols.
Half an hour later we are drinking beer.
I am still a believer
in beauty in art.
Poetry and art are signs of Allah.
January 2016
HEROES’ MONUMENT OF MALAYSIA
Was it a glorious thing when they died?
Did they go to war
for peace and freedom?
In World War I
In World War II
In civil war
they hardly had any choice.
In 1966
Malaysia’s prime minister had them erected
a park of monuments.
They already had one from World War I.
With names from Europe, also from India.
Probably officers.
To make this park for all those who died,
all those who gave their lives in the wars.
In 1966.
I was born in that year.
Maybe this monument
was a good idea.
January 2016
COMING BACK FROM ABROAD, LADEN WITH TREASURE
Coming back from abroad, laden with treasure.
Thanks everybody!
Thanks to Rong Bin,
to Niu Yihe, to 3A.
Thank you, Li Zhenyu.
You said my diarrhoea
was as fast as my poetry.
Thank you, Benben.
You made me eat Durian.
Thank you, Jun Er.
You bought me beer.
Thank you, Xiang Lianzi,
you offered me coffee.
Let’s all thank Jiang Tao
helping us to get back on the bus.
Thank you, Gao Ge
you helped me smuggle pillows.
Thank you, An Qi,
you helped me buy a mattress.
Thank you, Ru Ye,
we slept in one bed,
you recited erotic poetry for me.
Thank you, Xing Hao.
You sang praise to my body hair.
Thanks everyone for beautiful poetry.
Let’s say thanks to our guides,
A Fu and A Ping, Ms. Yan, Ms. Chen –
and on our last day
Mr. Chen, who had studied in Canada.
They taught us how to speak,
how to say thank you.
Kap kun ka – your credit card is empty.
Dai ni ma kan xi – take your mom to a theatre.
Our guides taught us history
and facts about Chinese minorities.
The Chinese platoon #93
in the Golden Triangle.
The Singapore Church of The Law.
Their story of independence.
The state of Malaysia,
elections and tribes.
Thank you, Yi Sha!
We had so many readings.
We broke every record.
We come back from the south,
laden with treasure.
January 2016
《南行記》
《月亮比别人快》
泰国月亮比别人快
导游说
这里人比较慢
你们要习惯
可天一下子就黑了。
月亮很快
爬得最高的位置。
我看月亮很积极
迎接中国的游客。
这几年大概
越来越快了。
2016. 1. 20
《皇宫睡覺》
泰國皇宫其實很安静。
游客游來游去。
遗像的人物
都比較嚴肅。
皇宫睡覺
在歷史裏。
2016.1.21
《寶石店吸煙室》
寶石店吸煙室
像臨時監獄。
需要隔開的男人
懷著沉重的氣氛
都自愿地集合。
關起來幾分鐘
然後繼續購物。
2016.1.22
《泰国人妖》
“有的是半妖,
半人半妖。”
我们华裔导游
肯定全是人。
而且思想开放,
就像他的国家。
“我们中国
怎么样怎么样…”
但愿中国
真是他的国家。
2016.1.22
《度假》
我们去潜水吧
去年八月份
有人说天津
死了一千
被关起来。
我们去潜水吧。
今年台灣选举
第一位女总统。
去吧, 去吧。
这几天
有人接受访问
自由之声
说他所在的城市
不自由
自治区不自治。
我们去潜水吧。
他被判十四年。
也不是第一人。
去吧, 去吧。
等到下午
还有别的项目。
2016.1.23
《不敢不完美》
到了新加坡
燕子导游解释
最严格的法律
听来崇拜法规
像泰国拜佛。
到了旅馆很晚。
还是開詩會。
过马路坐外面
可以抽烟。
只要烟蒂不扔。
点啤酒不能
一人一次一瓶那么多。
月亮在哪儿
在新加坡
月亮遵守严厉法律
否则打她的后面
月亮出彩云
就剛恰当。
2016.1.25
《詩會主義》
詩會主义好,
詩會主义好。
我们的新詩典人民地位高。
体制派被打倒,
作家协会夹着尾巴逃跑了。
2016.1.26
《赌场跟清真寺》
赌场跟清真寺有什么关系?
都有亚当和夏娃。
新加坡植物园赌场
有西班牙、哥伦比亚
艺术家 DALI, BOTERO
的作品。
BOTERO 的雕塑亚当和夏娃
放在赌场门前
艺术家自己会怎么想?
艺术是很暧昧的东西。
诗歌让你做更好的人吗?
马来西亚行政中心大清真寺
非常壮观
老年纪女人让我进去做礼拜
問我是穆斯林吗
我沉默不否认
可以随便进去
也可以照相。
她看出来我不知道怎么祈祷
就給我指示, 还解释很多。
不到一个小时有礼拜的时间。
男士下面, 女士在上。
欢迎我参加。
她給我的手册裏寫着
亚当和夏娃是穆斯林。
亚当就是第一位先知。
清真寺裏有古兰经
英语版读一片段
上帝安拉給人类的指示。
睡觉也是安拉的指示,
像创造世界所有的现象
包括不同的肤色和语言。
这几天我们都睡觉太少。
站在让你眼睛翱翔的大厅
我愿意做穆斯林
并明白為什麽禁止做偶像。
半个小时以后我们喝啤酒。
我这个虔诚的穆斯林
崇拜艺术的美丽。
美丽就是安拉的指示。
2016.1.28 凌晨3:27
《马来西亚英雄纪念碑》
他死得很光荣吗?
他去打仗都是
為自由、 和平?
第一次世界大战
第二次世界大战
还有内战
他反正都是无奈的。
一九六六年
马来西亚首相让他们做
综合的纪念碑公园。
一战的碑已经有,
上面的名字都來自欧洲和印度。
給所有去打仗献出生命的同胞们
立纪念雕塑、 修一场公园
在我出生的一九六六年
也许好主义。
2016.1.28
《從東南亞满载而歸》
从东南亚满载而归
谢谢大家
谢谢荣斌
牛依河、三个A
谢谢李振羽
说我寫詩跟拉稀一样快
谢谢笨笨
給我吃榴莲
谢谢君儿
給我买啤酒
谢谢湘莲子
催我喝咖啡
谢谢蒋涛
催大家上车
谢谢高歌
替我走私枕头
谢谢安琪
替我买床垫
谢谢如也
跟我过夜
读色情诗歌
谢谢邢昊
赞颂我的毛
等等
谢谢很多人寫我
谢谢导游
阿福阿平燕子小陈
还有最后一天
从加拿大留学回来的马来西亚导游
导游们教我们
怎么说谢谢
卡空卡
带你妈看戏
教我们
他们国家当代历史
和华人情况
金三角93军队
芭提雅人妖
新加坡崇拜法规
含泪宣布独立
马来西亚民族和选举
谢谢伊沙
到处開詩會
肯定破了记录
我们大家
满载而归
2016.1.29
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2月 9, 2016
JOURNEY TO SOUTHEAST ASIA《南行記》part 1
THE MOON IS FASTER THAN OTHER PEOPLE
people are slow here
says our guide
you have to get used to them
then it's dark in a jump
and the moon climbs very fast
to her highest position
guess she is happy
to serve Chinese tour groups
so these few years
she runs faster and faster
January 2016
SLEEPING PALACE
actually the palace is very still
tourists stream in and out
serious people stay in their pictures
the palace is sleeping in history
Bangkok, January 2016
IN THE EMPORIUM OF PRECIOUS STONES
in the emporium of precious stones
there is a smoking room
looks a bit like a prison.
men who need separation
quietly gather
with their heavy hearts
just for a short spell
then go on buying things
January 2016
TRANSVESTITES IN THAILAND
“some are half-demon, half-demon, half human.”
I am sure our guide is a man.
He is open-minded, just like his country.
“We in China this, China that …”
I wish his China was a real country.
January 2016
VACATION
let us go diving into the deep.
last year in august someone in tianjin
said one thousand people had died.
he was put in jail.
let us go diving.
elections this year in taiwan.
first female president.
let’s go now, let’s go.
these few days someone gave an interview
voice of freedom or something
said the city he lived in
was not free
autonomous region was not autonomous.
let us go diving now.
he got fourteen years.
he wasn’t the first.
let’s go now, go.
there’ll be other things planned for the afternoon.
January 2016 
《南行記》
《月亮比别人快》
泰国月亮比别人快
导游说
这里人比较慢
你们要习惯
可天一下子就黑了。
月亮很快
爬得最高的位置。
我看月亮很积极
迎接中国的游客。
这几年大概
越来越快了。
2016. 1. 20
《皇宫睡覺》
泰國皇宫其實很安静。
游客游來游去。
遗像的人物
都比較嚴肅。
皇宫睡覺
在歷史裏。
2016.1.21
《寶石店吸煙室》
寶石店吸煙室
像臨時監獄。
需要隔開的男人
懷著沉重的氣氛
都自愿地集合。
關起來幾分鐘
然後繼續購物。
2016.1.22
《泰国人妖》
“有的是半妖,
半人半妖。”
我们华裔导游
肯定全是人。
而且思想开放,
就像他的国家。
“我们中国
怎么样怎么样…”
但愿中国
真是他的国家。
2016.1.22
《度假》
我们去潜水吧
去年八月份
有人说天津
死了一千
被关起来。
我们去潜水吧。
今年台灣选举
第一位女总统。
去吧, 去吧。
这几天
有人接受访问
自由之声
说他所在的城市
不自由
自治区不自治。
我们去潜水吧。
他被判十四年。
也不是第一人。
去吧, 去吧。
等到下午
还有别的项目。
2016.1.23
《不敢不完美》
到了新加坡
燕子导游解释
最严格的法律
听来崇拜法规
像泰国拜佛。
到了旅馆很晚。
还是開詩會。
过马路坐外面
可以抽烟。
只要烟蒂不扔。
点啤酒不能
一人一次一瓶那么多。
月亮在哪儿
在新加坡
月亮遵守严厉法律
否则打她的后面
月亮出彩云
就剛恰当。
2016.1.25
《詩會主義》
詩會主义好,
詩會主义好。
我们的新詩典人民地位高。
体制派被打倒,
作家协会夹着尾巴逃跑了。
2016.1.26
《赌场跟清真寺》
赌场跟清真寺有什么关系?
都有亚当和夏娃。
新加坡植物园赌场
有西班牙、哥伦比亚
艺术家 DALI, BOTERO
的作品。
BOTERO 的雕塑亚当和夏娃
放在赌场门前
艺术家自己会怎么想?
艺术是很暧昧的东西。
诗歌让你做更好的人吗?
马来西亚行政中心大清真寺
非常壮观
老年纪女人让我进去做礼拜
問我是穆斯林吗
我沉默不否认
可以随便进去
也可以照相。
她看出来我不知道怎么祈祷
就給我指示, 还解释很多。
不到一个小时有礼拜的时间。
男士下面, 女士在上。
欢迎我参加。
她給我的手册裏寫着
亚当和夏娃是穆斯林。
亚当就是第一位先知。
清真寺裏有古兰经
英语版读一片段
上帝安拉給人类的指示。
睡觉也是安拉的指示,
像创造世界所有的现象
包括不同的肤色和语言。
这几天我们都睡觉太少。
站在让你眼睛翱翔的大厅
我愿意做穆斯林
并明白為什麽禁止做偶像。
半个小时以后我们喝啤酒。
我这个虔诚的穆斯林
崇拜艺术的美丽。
美丽就是安拉的指示。
2016.1.28 凌晨3:27
《马来西亚英雄纪念碑》
他死得很光荣吗?
他去打仗都是
為自由ͺ 和平?
第一次世界大战
第二次世界大战
还有内战
他反正都是无奈的。
一九六六年
马来西亚首相让他们做
综合的纪念碑公园。
一战的碑已经有,
上面的名字都來自欧洲和印度。
給所有去打仗献出生命的同胞们
立纪念雕塑、 修一场公园
在我出生的一九六六年
也许好主义。
2016.1.28
《從東南亞满载而歸》
从东南亚满载而归
谢谢大家
谢谢荣斌
谢谢李振羽
说我寫詩跟拉稀一样快
谢谢笨笨
給我吃榴莲
谢谢君儿
給我买啤酒
谢谢湘莲子
催我喝咖啡
谢谢蒋涛
催大家上车
谢谢高歌
替我走私枕头
谢谢安琪
替我买床垫
谢谢如也
跟我过夜
读色情诗歌
谢谢邢昊
赞颂我的毛
等等
谢谢很多人寫我
谢谢导游
阿福阿平燕子小陈
还有最后一天
从加拿大留学回来的马来西亚导游
导游们教我们
怎么说谢谢
卡空卡
带你妈看戏
教我们
他们国家当代历史
和华人情况
金三角93军队
芭提雅人妖
新加坡崇拜法规
含泪宣布独立
马来西亚民族和选举
谢谢伊沙
到处開詩會
肯定破了记录
我们大家
满载而归
2016.1.29
标签：beer, freedom, friendship, heritage, history, information, memory, palace, people, poetry, religion, shopping, sightseeing, society, tourism, travel, 新世纪诗典
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10月 6, 2015
Gui Shi
SMOKING
I smoke a cigarette
under a street light
and the cigarette
is smoking me.
We are two smokers
don’t need any language
we are connected
just in this way.
Smoking each other
smoke curling up
in strands and spirals
glistering, swaying
sparkling grey whips.
I am smiling
standing
at the same time
I connect
with the next cigarette
fish out my lighter
and
have a cold
shudder.
12/19/11
Tr. MW, Oct. 2015
Gui Shi
LONELY BEER BOTTLES
every hot night watching the Europe cup
I need a few beers in the fridge
let them get chilled
later when the time is ripe
I take them out
and open their caps.
They heave a sigh like they do every time.
Then I watch the game
and finish the beer all the way.
At intermission
I go to the bathroom.
At this time, there are only
these few empty bottles
left standing.
Through the glass
they watch commercials.
6/22/12
Tr. MW, Oct. 2015
Gui Shi
IN THE MIRROR
ax watching
his face
skinny, dried up
all his life
waiting to chop
people who part their hair in the middle
5/26/13
Tr. MW, Oct. 2015
Gui Shi
RIDER’S INN
he sees in his dream
a few merry thieves
jumping out of himself
and some hired thugs
they each have a smoke
they buy some provisions and pickled vegetables
they make it back into his body
before he wakes up
1/13/15
Tr. MW, Oct. 2015
标签：beer, cigarettes, dream, 鬼石, football, Gui Shi, poetry, soccer, thieves, thugs, TV, 新世纪诗典
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9月 20, 2015
Shen Haobo
DRINKING BEER WITH YOUR PARENTS
Drinking beer with your parents. How long has it been?
Let us not do the math. Let’s not frighten the bats.
I remember your mother. Didn’t see her afterwards.
Your death was for her, nothing left in her life
to be proud of. You were the perfect daughter,
not only beautiful. Had to be sensible, tame.
Only when mother wasn’t around, then you ran
like a happy young deer. She could not be there when you died.
I am at your deathbed. Both your parents aren’t here.
Your two daughters are not with you. You love them,
you don’t want them to see you this way. Your husband,
your mother-in-law, brother-in-law, sister-in-law, and your little sister
surrounding your bed, waiting for death to come down.
I am a stranger, an unexpected guest, somehow representing
the side of the bride. Your mother-in-law praises you,
says you’re her perfect daughter, perfectly fitting into their family.
Drinking beer with your parents. Summer, courtyard was steaming.
Grey tiles on the roof, broken and cool. There was no toilet,
only a vat in the ground, not separated at all.
Your father wanted me to squat on that thing. I wasn’t ready.
I remember the poverty in your family, but you were shining
in everything. Your little brother clinging to me, wanting to play
No-one knew he would grow to be such a bastard.
I am worried your husband will cut him off after you’re gone.
I am at your deathbed. It’s not your own room.
More than one dozen beds. You’re in between dying old people.
A few days ago, they put you with the dying,
with decrepit old people. Like bringing you into the morgue rather early.
You were fully awake, you wanted to live.
I saw you trying to breathe with all your might.
We all know you married a prosperous merchant,
your parents were very proud. Your husband tells me,
choking, you were the perfect wife.
Drinking beer with your parents. First time I had beer.
Your father bought beer for me. Your mother looking at me.
Where were you standing? How did you look at me?
I was too stupid to understand anything. My head was swimming,
I was with your family, I was drinking beer. I was so happy.
We both didn’t know the future. Your husband telling me
as soon as you heard the sound of his footsteps
you would run and open the door for him, putting his shoes under his feet.
I am at your deathbed. Your tug-of-war still going on.
Breath getting hoarse, thunder rolling inside you.
The last dozen hours, trying your family’s patience.
Your husband keeps on talking to me. Says when he met you,
you were like white paper, so clean and pure.
Oh, you were pure beauty right to the end. Your husband says,
you did not want to go, because of your daughters.
He says you were the perfect mother, you gave everything.
9/12/15
Tr. MW, Sept. 2015
Shen Haobo
ICH TRINKE BIER BEI DIR DAHEIM
ich trinke bier bei dir daheim. wie lang ist das her?
lass uns nicht rechnen, lass uns die fledermäuse nicht aufscheuchen.
ich kann mich an deine mutter erinnern. später hab ich sie nicht mehr gesehen.
dein tod ist für sie, in ihrem leben ist nichts mehr da
worauf sie stolz sein kann. als die perfekte tochter
warst du nicht nur wunderschön, du warst unbedingt tüchtig und sanft.
nur wenn die mutter nicht hingeschaut hat, bist du gerannt
wie ein reh, voller lust. sie hat nicht sehen können wie du gestorben bist.
ich bin bei dir an deinem bett. deine eltern sind beide nicht da.
auch nicht deine zwei töchter. du hast sie lieb
willst nicht dass dich die kinder so sehen. dein mann,
deine schwiegermutter, der schwager, die schwägerin, deine schwester
eine schar von verwandten wartet bei dir.
ich bin ein fremder zufälliger gast, irgendwie
von der seite deiner eltern. deine schwiegermutter lobt dich vor mir,
die perfekte schwiegertochter, ganz eingefügt in ihrer familie.
ich trinke bier bei dir daheim. der hof dampft im sommer.
die grauen dachziegel alt und kaputt, aber kühl. ihr habt kein klo,
nur einen gar nicht verdeckten behälter im boden.
dein vater will dass ich mich da draufhocke. ich bin nicht bereit dazu.
ich weiß deine eltern sind arm, aber du strahlst
und alles glänzt wenn du da bist. dein kleiner bruder hängt sich an mich.
niemand weiß wie er dann später herunterkommt.
ich fürchte nach deinem tod wird ihm dein mann kein geld mehr geben.
ich bin bei dir an deinem totenbett. du hast kein einzelzimmer.
weit über zehn betten. mit alten leuten, die sterben.
vor ein paar tagen haben sie dich in dieses fegefeuer geschoben.
praktisch im vorhinein zur aufbewahrung. dort wo der tod regiert.
aber du warst geistig ganz wach, du hast noch lust gehabt weiter zu leben.
ich hab dich gesehen, du wolltest atmen und atmen.
wir wissen alle, dein mann macht geschäfte, hat einiges geld,
deine eltern sind stolz auf ihn. schluchzend sagt mir dein mann,
du bist die perfekte, die beste ehefrau.
ich trinke bier bei dir daheim. ich trink überhaupt zum ersten mal bier.
dein vater hat für mich bier gekauft. deine mutter schaut mich nur an.
wo bist du da gestanden? wie hast du mich angeschaut?
ich hab das gar nicht einschätzen können, war dumm und versunken
in diesem glück, dass ich bei dir daheim bin, bier trinke bei dir daheim.
wir wissen beide nichts von der zukunft. jetzt sagt mir dein mann,
du hast von weitem gehört, dass er nach haus kommt, von seinen schritten,
hast ihm die tür aufgemacht, hast dich um seine schuhe gekümmert.
ich bin bei dir an deinem totenbett. du bist noch am tauziehen.
dein atmen wird immer heiserer, wie wenn es donnert in deiner brust.
die letzten zwölf stunden ziehen sich noch lange
für deine familie. dein mann plaudert immer wieder mit mir.
sagt als er dich kennengelernt hat, warst du so sauber wie weißes papier.
oh, du warst perfekt und rein bis zum tod. dein mann redet weiter:
du wolltest nicht sterben, wolltest die kinder gar nicht allein lassen.
er sagt du warst die perfekte mutter, mit leib und seele nur für sie da.
12. Sept. 2015
Übersetzt von MW, Sept. 2015
标签：beer, daughter, death, family, memory, parents, poetry, relatives, Shen Haobo, story, youth, 沈浩波
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3月 28, 2015
Please take a look at my previous translations of Jun Er’s poems：以前翻譯了《針織廠》 KNITTING MILL、《鼠鈔》 RAT NOTES、《海棠花開》 CRABAPPLE BLOSSOMS。Today I have translated five poems – two into English, three into German. 今天翻譯了《懷念》、《色與空》、《啤酒花的來歷》、《給不在世的姐姐算命》、《一天》。別的也很喜歡。《歌鐘》、《體內異端》。。。
都因為碰到《熱愛讓我擁抱了它們的名字》很喜歡，一時不能翻譯，就翻到其他的。。。
Jun Er
COLOR AND SPACE
my son – I hadn’t thought
the embarrassment I had met with
you would know it all over
our skin for example
we are those mesons
another kind
between black and yellow people
white in africa
dark in asia
what if we feel proud of ourselves?
and why the hell not?
2009
Tr. MW, 2015
Jun Er
ONE DAY
sometimes I admire foreign women
sometimes I shop at taobao.com
sometimes I come home with garbage
sometimes my half soles come out of my shoes
May 2013
Tr. MW, March 2015
Jun Er
SEHNSUCHT
lass mich hier im zimmer sitzen
sehnsucht verstehen
sehnsucht nach fremden phänomenen
leuchten zwanzigtausend jahr
in der ferne
in zwanzigtausend stillen jahren
bist du gekommen
bist verflogen
hast mir lauter blüten gemalt
auf meinen sutren
lass andere generationen
riechen und einander finden
om mani padme hum
lass meine gebetsmühlen fliegen
2004
Übers. v. MW, 2015
Jun Er
WOHER KOMMT DAS BIER?
das bier das wir trinken
ist aus gerste gebraut und einem kraut namens hopfen
das kraut hat dornen und viele namen bei uns schlangenhanf
es bringt den geschmack ein bisschen bitter
Übers. v. MW im März 2015
Jun Er
WAHRSAGEN FÜR MEINE SCHWESTER IM HIMMEL
große schwester
früher hab ich bücher verwendet
jetzt sitz ich am computer
rechne dein schicksal aus
ein horoskop
für jemanden der nicht mehr auf der welt ist
gibt es etwas absurderes
du hattest 46 punkte
ich 58
wir hatten beide zuwenig
12 punkte unterschied
du besuchst die gelben quellen
ich kleb noch am staub dieser welt
faul. schläfrig. wehr mich…
große schwester
schnee auf dem bildschirm
find dein gesicht, deine stimme nicht mehr
wo du jetzt bist
was ist das für eine welt
braucht man dort auch sechzig punkte
um durchzukommen
wie viele wiedergeburten
haben wir dann zuwenig punkte gemeinsam
in der wievielten komma wievielten
wievielten welt
2012
Übers. v. MW, 2015/3
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