Chen Yongxiang
NIMM EINE RAKETE
Manche nehmen einen Zug,
einen Bus.
Vielleicht ist er ein Streuner.
Im dämmrigen Straßenlicht
umarmt er ganz fest
einen weißen Pfeil,
in der Mitte der Straße
wartet er auf den Start der Rakete.
Übersetzt von MW im Februar 2020
http://blog.sina.com.cn/s/blog_68d111990102z5y7.html
标签：arrow, automobiles, bus, car, Chen Yongxiang, dog, 陈永祥, hug, lamp, light, NPC, people, person, rocket, stray, street, suicide, train, transport, 新世纪詩典
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You Ruoxin
NIGHT LIKE AN ILLUSION
Deep in the night
I turn out the light
lie down on my bed
pitch black all around me
as if I’d been dragged into a church
can’t see anything
I stretch out my hand to touch the night
but can’t feel her skin
I kick her
but she doesn’t cry
I kiss her
but she doesn’t kiss me
I hug her
but she doesn’t hug me
I guess the night is an illusion
I love the night
Tr. MW, Sept. 2016
标签：dark, hug, illusion, kiss, light, love, night, touch, You Ruoxin, 游若昕
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