Posts Tagged ‘empty’

EMPTY CHURCH

六月 23, 2018

Photo by Gudrun Kollegger

 

EMPTY CHURCH

it’s good to sit in an empty church.
you don’t matter here,
your life doesn’t matter.
it’s like when you’re up on a ridge,
you see the mountains far in the distance,
and the valley between.
you can see the whole valley.
somehow this time you see it more clearly
in this empty church.
does this mean you believe?
one time you were up on the roof.
it’s a big church, you can see very far.
you were up there with friends, and with your family.
it was a full moon.
you had a great time, all of you.
they do this only once in a year,
or even less often.
to let people up there.
it’s a big dome.
it’s good to sit in an empty church.
it’s not really empty,
people walk back and forth
once in a while.
if it was empty,
it would be locked.
anyway, it’s big enough,
nobody bothers you.
you believe
you can finish a poem.

MW June 2018

 

Photo by Gudrun Kollegger

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TIME FOR DEATH, DEATH IS GOOD – 李茶

五月 5, 2016

Li Cha

Li Cha
TIME FOR DEATH, DEATH IS GOOD

down by the mountain wall
empty pig trough
sun drinks the water

donkey pen stands next to the trough
no donkeys at all

my mother sits weaving in her own house
her loom rattling on, rattling on.
she weaves and she weaves and she looks at the mountain
there is a woman who says from the wall
“red red rose, time for death, death is good.”

Tr. MW, May 2016

Red woman it is time to die

 

Yan Jun: July 19th, I 颜峻:7月19日,我

八月 9, 2012

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颜峻
7月19日,我
Yan Jun
July 19th, I

have mosquitoes left a piano
summer evenings like being empty

what I know nothing about
what I wore forgot fished out keys

I know emptiness is impossible
I am sweating watching myself

unsure if I really know
maybe I really don’t know

this wild beast of summer I have said too much
mosquito coil burnt to ash. patient piano

I said too much of myself
in the elevator I am empty alone

2006-07-19

MW    Tr. August 2012

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颜峻
7月19日,我
……只剩下蚊子和钢琴
7月的夜晚  像是空的一样
而我对此一无所知
我穿过  忘记  掏出了钥匙
我知道空也是不可能的
我出汗  看自己
不确定是否真的知道
或者  我可能真的不知道
关于7月的猛兽  我说的太多
蚊香变成了灰  钢琴在忍耐
我说了太多的我
在电梯里  我空无一人 

2006.7.19

Yan Jun
19. Juli, ich

hab’ nur noch mücken und ein klavier.
abend im juli wie völlig leer.

ich weiß dazu überhaupt nichts
was ich trug vergaß such meinen schlüssel

ich weiß die leere ist auch unmöglich.
ich schwitze sehe mich selber

unsicher was ich wirklich weiß
oder wirklich nicht weiß

über das biest im juli sag’ ich zuviel.
mückengift wird zu asche. klavier kann’s ertragen.

ich sag’ zuviel über mich selbst.
ich bin im lift menschenleer.

2006-07-19
Übersetzt von Martin Winter August 2012


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