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2月 18, 2023
Li Yan
ZWEI SCHULEN
Volksschule 4 und Mittelschule 4 sind getrennt.
Durch die Sträucher geht ein Drahtzaun.
Jede Schule hat einen Campus.
Vom Norden aus gibt es nur eine unterirdische Garage.
Der Sportplatz daneben ist auch gemeinsam.
Ich seh oft ein Rudel Mittelschüler
auf dem Basketballplatz, auf dem Fussballplatz.
Das Volksschultor geht nach Osten.
Ich hab mit dem Schulsekretär am Stand Bier getrunken.
Später wurde er Erster Sekretär
für Armutsbekämpfung in den Dörfern.
Das Mittelschultor geht nach Westen.
Direkt auf die belebte Große-Mauer-Südstraße.
Rechts an der Ecke ist die Station vom Bus Nr. 15.
Die drei Gebäude der Volksschule sind orange,
so wie die Schuluniform.
Sie heißen Haus der Wahrheit, Haus der Güte, Haus der Schönheit.
Das Mittelschullehrgebäude ist karmesinrot,
die Uniform ist aber blau-weiß, ganz normal.
Übersetzt von MW im Februar 2023
新世纪诗典第12季，NPC2月18日，4338首，1316人。第27个李岩（陕西）日
《新诗典》小档案：李岩，1960年生，1983年陕西师大中文系毕业，从榆林市文联退休。非各级作协会员，无党派，无职称，没当过官。
不装逼（包括装神弄鬼），也可以活。
伊沙推荐语
电影《1917》以＂一镜到底＂著称，李岩这首诗玩的是＂一描到底＂一一＂白描＂的＂描＂，全诗除了叙述和描写，没有一句议论、抒情。本诗宣告着：抒情诗人李岩已经彻底蜕变，自我改造成一名口语诗人。如此极端而有效的形式实验诗，本典大大欢迎，作为诗歌艺术的先锋平台。
徐江点评《新诗典》李岩《两个学校》：老李岩的诗，多年以谣曲风闻名，近年则一直在往“酷”的路径上伸展。本诗便是这样一首新酷诗，口语、克制，不动声色下，却让人听出了岁月的溪流声。
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11月 5, 2022
Xing Hao
DREAM
Covid tests for people
are as common as rice.
Covid tests for fish
are not so rare either.
Last night I dreamt our leader
had me do a test
on a crowd of crabs.
I tried all night,
couldn’t find any mouths.
Posted November 5th, 2022
Tr. MW, Nov. 2022
这家伙挺能吹的
邢昊
有次我的粉丝请我吃饭
这家伙讲了很多
关于我的奇闻轶事
他觉得自己吹得饶有风趣
便哈哈哈哈大笑起来
我实在听不下去了
就反驳了他几句
用确凿的证据
指出他所说的
与事实根本就不符
他一点也不慌乱
反而向我猛烈开火：
“我和邢昊二十多年老交情了
我啥不知道！”
他的话音刚落
旁边的一位说：
“你知道刚才反驳你的人是谁？
他就是邢昊！”
梦
邢昊
给人做核酸
已是家常便饭
给鱼做核酸
也没啥可稀奇的
昨晚梦见领导
命令我去给
一大堆螃蟹做核酸
我费了一夜的工夫
却怎么也找不到嘴
告状
邢昊
一个乡下人
来市政府告状
他低头哈腰地
对门警说：
“求求你了
放我进去吧
我有冤案！”
门警笑笑说：
“只要你能进得去
你就进呗！”
乡下人往里瞅了瞅
我的那个娘呀
里面的警卫端着枪
一个比一个威武
游戏
邢昊
小学时麻迎春老师
教过我们一个
安嘴巴的游戏
麻老师给同学们
每人发一个枣儿
当作是红红的嘴巴
把同学们的双眼蒙上
还要原地转三圈
然后让同学们把枣儿
往对面堆起的
雪人的鼻子下面安
同学们有的把嘴巴
安在了额头上
有的把嘴巴
安在了鼻梁上
有的把嘴巴
安在了肚子上
有的把嘴巴
安在了腿上
更可笑的是
有个同学居然把嘴巴
安在了屁股眼上
实在是太有意思了
长城
邢昊
秦始皇又烧书
又流放他
白发苍苍的母亲
那些把书
偷藏起来的人
一旦被逮住
就会用烧红的铁棍
在身上刺了字
被判处终生修建
没有尽头的长城
所以说我把长城
画成一条吃人的巨蟒
是有依据的
Photos by Xing Hao
抠抠机
邢昊
父亲去世后
我把他的传呼机
轻轻放到他身旁
耳边依然响起
他曾说过的话：
“这台抠抠机
实在是太神奇了
无论我走到哪里
儿子都能把我
给抠出来”
无题
邢昊
鞭抽得越狠
马跑得越快
我说的是某单位
的马科长
Photos by Xing Hao
一问一答
邢昊
女的问：
你咋吻得这么在行？
你敢保证在吻我之前
绝对没吻过别人？
男的答：
我没吃过猪肉吧
难道还没见过猪走
标签：animals, art, discourse, discover, dream, dreaming, food, games, great wall, history, leaders, life, memory, pandemic, people, politics, rice, test, Xing Hao
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9月 12, 2021
20
9/11 is like 1989.
People will remember.
20, 30, a hundred years after.
One such year is more than enough
in a lifetime, if you were there
among the carnage
or when the wall came down,
or was opened, at first.
I was on a beach in 1989,
in the winter.
Weeks on a beach,
and Romania burned,
after Czechoslovakia didn’t,
and so on and so on.
A beach in Thailand, sunset beach.
Sunrise is on the other side
of the peninsula.
There is a mountain in between,
and there was one water buffalo left,
as far as I remember.
Krabi, Krabi! crie the boatsmen,
we didn’t go back to Krabi, the nearest town,
for quite a while.
Newspapers were from days ago, a week ago.
It was a marvelous year.
In 1989, I was in Taiwan, and in between, in the US and in Thailand.
In 2001, I was in Beijing.
Jackie worked in the Austrian embassy.
I was teaching and translating.
We saw it on TV, not right away,
as far as I remember.
We talked to friends and relatives
on the phone.
It was two years after 1999,
when Belgrade was bombarded.
They bombed the Chinese embassy,
it’s still not clear why.
I was in China then too,
in Chongqing.
I cried when I saw the towns over there on TV,
it looked too much like home.
They did to Belgrade what the Serbian side
had done to Sarajewo, and other cities,
and there was the massacre of Srebrenica
and so on and so on.
Yugoslavia is the place in Europa
that had no walls coming down in 1989,
rather some going up, more and more.
In 2012 we did a magazine issue here in Vienna,
Headfirst through the Great Wall of China,
or something like that.
It was crazy.
We had Yan Jun for reciting poetry and drama,
and we had Hui Ye, a very versatile local artist, mostly based in Austria.
Yan Jun is a famous poet and experimental musician from Lanzhou,
lives mostly in Beijing, very much on the fringe.
So we were doing a small local magazine,
but we were so excited, we told all the world!
I did, mostly. It was really great.
We had Yugoslavia, mainland China, Taiwan
and a Turkish German author wrote
the Great Wall was a sleeping dragon
that woke up once in a few centuries
and people came to grief.
And the magazine editor wanted to kill that,
thought it was disrespectful.
I don’t think he knew anyone from China.
How is this about 9/11?
9/11 was like 1989, in a way.
Everyone knows what happened in 1989,
or everyone doesn’t,
depends where you are.
There are still thousands of people
who died in New York on that day,
but there are no remnants.
They are still searching for traces.
MW September 2021
标签：9/11, america, art, asia, beijing, Belgrade, czech republic, 美国 America, death, Democracy Wall, East Asia, editing, Europe, 颜峻, friends, great wall, grief, history, Hui Ye, life, literature, magazine, memory, music, New York, news, people, poetry, reading, reciting, Sarajewo, slovakia, Southeast Asia, thailand, the Great Wall, Vienna, wall, walls, world, writing, Yan Jun, yugoslavia, 慧叶
发表在 1970s, 1980s, 1989, 1990, 1990s, 2000s, 2001, 2010s, 2012, 2020, 2021, 20th century, 21st century, April 2012, February 2012, June 2012, March 2012, May 2012, Middle Ages, poetry, Qin Dynasty, Translations, Warring States | Leave a Comment »
6月 10, 2014
Yan Yongmin
WHAT TO EAT ON THE GREAT WALL
Tomorrow I’m going to Beijing to see the Great Wall!
I couldn’t wait to tell my colleagues.
You better bring something to eat!
On the Great Wall, things are not cheap.
I’ll bring steamed Mantou
and Xian Cai sauerkraut.
You really want to lose face
up on the Great Wall?
I was joking.
I’ll bring milk and bread.
Tr. MW, June 2014
标签：beijing, eating, 闫永敏, face, food, great wall, the Great Wall, Yan Yongmin, 新世纪诗典
发表在 June 2014, poetry, Translations, 新世纪诗典 | Leave a Comment »
中国大好き 