Posts Tagged ‘novels’

DIE FIGUR DES TRAUMS DER ROTEN KAMMER – 李勋阳

六月 1, 2017

LI Xunyang
DIE FIGUR DES TRAUMS DER ROTEN KAMMER

In dieser kleinen Stadt
hab ich schon oft
an irgendwelchen Ecken
kleine Bücherverkäufer gesehen,
es geht nach Gewicht.
Aber ich war noch nie Kunde,
weil ich eben auch
ein Schriftsteller bin.
An diesem Abend
am Eingang zu einer Wohnhausanlage
unter einer Straßenlampe
ist auf einmal wieder ein Stand.
Ich schau lange Zeit,
seh doch nur den “Traum der roten Kammer”,
von dem ich schon so viele Ausgaben habe.
Gewogen und nach Haus gebracht,
dann bin ich neugierig
und wieg noch einmal mit meiner Küchenwaage.
Der Traum ist 150 Gramm dünner
als vorher bei dem jungen Verkäufer.

Übersetzt von MW im Juni 2017

《红楼梦的身材》
李勋阳

我曾好几次
在这个小城的一些角落
见到过论斤称卖
的小书摊
但却不曾上前光顾过
当然是因为
我也是一个写作者
这天傍晚
小区门口
路灯下
突然出现一个同样的书摊来
我挑了半天
也只有我自己已经拥有
好几个版本的《红楼梦》可买
称回家后
我抑制不住好奇
用自家的厨房电子称
称了称
发现比小伙子称的
瘦了三两

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100_DAYS_OF_T, 100_YEARS_OF_WORLD_WAR

五月 3, 2017

Photo by ClaireVoon / Hyperallergic

BEAUTIFUL ANIMALS

animals are we, beautiful animals
trees are we, fair as the light
ranges are we, strong as the wind
animals are we, frolicking animals
animals are we, miserable animals

MW January-Mai 2017

漂亮动物
@维马丁

我们是动物,漂亮的动物
我们是树,漂亮的光
我们是山丘,風一样强壮
我们是动物,快乐的动物
我们是動物,可憐的動物

2017/1

 

아름다운 동물
@마틴 윈터

우리는 동물, 아름다운 동물
우리는 나무, 아름다운 빛
우리는 산언덕, 바람처럼 건장하고
우리는 동물, 즐거운 동물
우리는 동물, 가련한 동물

2017/1

(韓)郭美蘭 译

 

SCHÖNE TIERE

tiere sind wir, schön wie die tiere
bäume sind wir, schön wie das licht
hänge sind wir, stark wie der wind
tiere sind wir, froh wie die tiere
tiere sind wir, erbärmliche tiere

MW Januar 2017

JOHN GRISHAM

the firm
the not-so-firm
the altogether weak
the dead
(oh! that last one is by mr. james joyce, another great american writer!)

MW April 2017

 

 

《伊沙回家我用中文做梦》

三月 31, 2015

46

《伊沙回家我用中文做梦》

梦见两个女孩子
好像很久跟她们很熟
她们来找书
我跟妻子在路上
房间里书也不多
我正在翻译
美国女作家派翠西亞·海史密斯
梦里她写中文
翻译的小说不能给她们
所以跟她们去原来的家
跟父母住的地方
梦里通过走廊就到
书应该很多
到了房间想拉开窗帘
摸到变成蜻蜓的翅膀

2015/3

Murong Xuecun, Yu Hua, Liu Zhenyun, Bob Dylan and Rivers of Bablyon

八月 5, 2012

I don’t think Murong Xuecun exaggerates, like one commentator suggested on the MCLC list. Yes, you could encompass many alarming, saddening, embarrassing stories in one speech in other places than China, and people do it all the time, naming names, practices, products. The difference is that in China you will be silenced more swiftly and harshly. Yes, there are exceptions.

Does Mo Yan revel in cruelty like Dan Brown? Does Yu Hua make better use of the cruel parts in his novels? Ok, I’m an interested party, I can’t really say. Would be interesting to analyze in detail. Mo Yan’s novels are great works, at least those I have read, he has written a lot. Deep, cathartic, even accusing use of cruel events and structures. I love Yu Hua’s tone. And I associate Liu Zhenyun in Remember 1942, and Murong Xuecun’s Sky and Autumn speech.

We had Jeremiah in church today, along with that story where a guy goes abroad and gives his gold and silver to his servants. The ones that receive more trade with it, and when their lord comes back, they can give him double. The one who received very little buries it, and when the lord comes back, he digs it out and says, I know you are a harsh governor and reap where you haven’t sown, so I was afraid to lose what you gave me, and kept it double safe. His colleagues get to join the big party, and are rewarded with great posts. He is cast out into the darkness, which is filled with howling and chattering teeth. It’s a horrible story. Yes, it’s a parable, and if you have very little reason for faith, you should still risk it and try to make more, because if you bury it deep in your heart you might lose the little trust you had and received and be cast out into the darkness. But if you are the one who has reason to be afraid, how can you trust your lords? The ones who have more and get more have it easy. Even if they lose everything, they are often rewarded – those powerful managers and functionaries. And if there are enough of those who are cast out, and they get organized, maybe some bishops or other lords might dangle from lamp posts. A Hussite reading, said my wife. Yeah, maybe. No shortage of horrible stories in Chinese literature, like in the Bible.

Jeremiah is even worse, it’s a much bigger story, infinitely more horrible. And there is a detail, not in the Jeremiah parts used in church today, but in the songs in exile. By the rivers of Babylon, where we sat down, where we wept when we remembered Zion. And in the end the singer wishes, or the singers wish they will one day brutally kill the children of the oppressors. That’s the detail in Murong Xuecun’s speech I was thinking about.

The calling of Jeremiah, where he says he’s too young, and God says he has to go and obey, and open his mouth, and God will put His words into his mouth, and he will be set above nations and kingdoms, so he can pluck out and demolish, ruin and destroy, as well as plant and build. The preacher said she thought of parting and setting off to other posts, and how the Marschallin in Hugo von Hofmannsthal’s and Richard Strauss’ Rosenkavalier sings of what she will have to give up. What a horrible comparison! There is nothing light in Jeremiah. There are no waltzes. Ok, Rivers of Babylon, yes. But with Jeremiah, if you have to mention Austrian writers, Franz Werfel would be much more apt. Werfel was Jewish and used Jeremiah, a lot. Ok, she did mention, much too briefly how nobody would heed Jeremiah, and that it’s actually the most terrible story.

Anyway, when I heard Jeremiah, I thought of Bob Dylan. Masters of War. “How much do I know, to talk out of turn? You might say that I’m young; you might say I’m unlearned. But there is one thing I know, though I’m younger than you, it’s that Jesus would never forgive what you do. […] And I’ll watch while you’re lowered onto your deathbed, and I’ll stand on your grave and make sure that you’re dead.” I don’t know if Dylan thought of Nixon and Kissinger explicitly, when he wrote this song. America’s Vietnam War was raging, and I think the song came out when Nixon and Kissinger where in power. Anyway, there is that Monty Python song about Kissinger. Very explicit. Dylan and Monty Python would not be able to sing these songs in China on stage today, to say nothing about what Chinese artists can do. No, Murong Xuecun doesn’t exaggerate.

x and y

x was cruel

butt is sore

y was able

and suave.

both loved culture

both destroyed

hundred million

butts are cold

MW         March 2007

Yes, I thought of Mao and Nixon, and their sidekicks. But x and y could stand for many people, and could be mentioned anywhere, at least today. Almost anywhere, probably. Anyway, it’s about smoking, you know. Littering. OK, enough for today.


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