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MÄUSETELLER – 张璘 Zhang Lin

十一月 29, 2020

Zhang Lin

Die kleine Maus liegt im Teller verpackt,
der Gast nimmt glühende eiserne Stäbchen
und pickt die Maus auf.
Ein schriller Schrei, die Haut ist verbrannt.

Die Maus wird in die Soße getunkt.
Ein Schrei aus Überraschung und Angst.

Der Gast steckt die Maus in den Mund.
Ein verzweifelter Schrei.

Die ganze Szene,
wie wenn ich selber
verbrüht werd,
in Soße getunkt
und zerkaut.

Übersetzt von MW am 29. November 2020




九月 22, 2018

Pang Hua

At work I eat up my rice and so on
pour a cup of tea
into the glass box
brush back and forth with my chopsticks
drink it down in one sip
light a cigarette
and a young colleague born in the 90s cannot stop staring.

Tr. MW, Sept. 2018




四月 2, 2015

eat pagoda

Xi Wa 《吃塔》

somewhere in the south on a restaurant table
I saw a pagoda
of red shining pork
(I hope I don’t remember its name)
when it appeared
I gazed on that thing
couldn’t take off my eyes

all the other dishes
had become worshippers
I was a worshipper
until I remembered
where I was born
in tibet
all those believers around a pagoda
their heads on the ground, offering incense
I was one of them
now I am one of them here

all those years, I kept my respect
for the mystery of a pagoda
I also kept my taboos about foods
looking at this pagoda of pork
red dazzling meat
I understand what appetite means:
people will eat all they can eat
and they will eat up all things they can’t

raising their chopsticks, sharing the food
the shining pagoda
pork dazzling red
I didn’t hear any sound
but it was as if I could see the dust
the rumbling dust
of our beliefs prostate on the ground
shoved down the throats of other people
their juices have no taboos
they clear it up without any sound

Tr. MW, Febr. 2014

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