Posts Tagged ‘pity’


四月 16, 2017





아름다운 동물
@마틴 윈터

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


(韓)郭美蘭 译



十月 23, 2016
Photo by Ronnie Niedermeyer,

Photo by Ronnie Niedermeyer,


wish I could write a noble poem
a prized noble poem
a swedish prized noble poem
a norwegian prized noble poem
pricey and noble
like norwegian beer
everything becomes pricey and noble
unless global warming
comes fast enough

MW October 2016


last week the brazilian author ricardo domeneck wrote a noble commentary on Facebook that actually sounds a little dylanesque, partly. masters of war, yes. dynamite. 伊沙 has a great little nobel dynamite poem. from 1992. 今年的文学諾貝爾得主有一首 Masters of War,我有一首 “X&Y”, 伊沙翻譯成《一搭一挡》。講尼克松和他的外交部长、大陸前领導和他的首相等等。墙上還有“毛”字,因為伊沙1991年一首小詩。 we had a reading here in vienna on Oct. 15 in our new housing close to the new central train station. we have a library downstairs. run by people from our house, we are there often. open to other houses, gudrun and peter built a stage, and we have theatre. and we had a bob dylan night a few months ago. masters of war is a little like my poem X&Y. x was cruel/ butt is sore/ y was able/ and suave./ both loved culture/ both destroyed/ hundred million/ butts are cold. written march 2007 in beijing. yes, nixon and kissinger, mao and zhou, maybe there is a pair like that in brazil? only six or seven swedes in over 100 years of a great swedish prize for literature is actually not very much, is it? wonder if ricardo brazil/domeneck/africa ever read tomas tranströmer. oh well. pity this busy monster manunkind/ not. progress is a comfortable disease:/ your victim (death and live safely beyond) plays with the bigness of its littleness …[…] pity poor flesh and trees, poor stars and stones, but never this fine specimen …. listen: there’s a hell/ of a good universe next door. let’s go. there must be some way out of here, said the joker to the thief …

yes, the music of jimi hendrix. dylan is honored as tip of the iceberg, should be chuck berry and many others at the same time. preferably african brazilian women. yes, manunkind maybe doesn’t always deserve something poor ricardo doesn’t always get, maybe. pity. oh yes.


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FEAR – 李异

九月 15, 2016


Li Yi

In 1950
on the eve of the liberation of Hainan Island
grandpa was still in Wenchang
as a fisherman.
One time
he was out on the sea,
three days and two nights,
without any catch;
hanging his head, going back.
he hauled up
a sea creature just like a human.
Black everywhere all over the body,
darker than Africans,
eyes full of tears.
loosened the net,
let him go.
Coming home,
he told the village what happened;
everyone thought it was a bad omen.
On the same day they beat drums and gongs,
called a meeting,
He went back to Qiongshan, working the soil.
When I was small,
he told me this story;
he said on this world,
there were not only mer-cows and sea hogs,
there were also mer-people;
everything that lived on the land,
the sea had it all.
In 1966
grandpa was dragged up on the stage;
head smashed, a dozen shovels;
sank into the mud,
could never be found.
15 years ago
I was on the boat
leaving the island.
Stood at the railing,
stared into endless surge all around;
thinking of grandpa,
there was this idea
spinning round in my head.
Under the sea,
do they have also
a tribe of people,
living in fear?

Tr. MW, September 2016



九月 8, 2015

Shen Haobo MediterraneanShen Haobo

dieses jahr wird das mittelmeer
verwendet um syrier zu ertränken

wenn das angespülte kind
nicht ausgeschaut hätte als würd es saugen
hätten die mütter der welt dann geweint?

hätte sein t-shirt
nicht so blendend rot in die kamera geleuchtet
wär er dann auf die erste seite gekommen?

soviele syrier sind dieses jahr
ertrunken im mittelmeer

4. September 2015

Übersetzt von MW im Sept. 2015


Shen Haobo

this year the mediterranean sea
is used in drowning the syrians

if that child washed up on the shore
would not have died like he was feeding
would mothers over the world still have cried?

if the T-shirt he wore
would not have shone piercingly red
would he have been first page over europe?

this year the mediterranean sea
has drowned so many syrians

Tr. MW, Sept. 2015

Shen Haobo Parade

Shen Haobo


Our leader waves from the watchtower
like every leader before him
soldiers in lockstep on the square
female soldier’s breasts
swelling in unison
bombers and tanks
like mosquitoes and tigers
downtrodden people living like hogs
suddenly become patriots
crying hot tears before their TVs
they want to step forward right now
to swear allegiance under the flag


I’ve no doubt at all
if they wanted to
they could make
a herd of mantises
march in goose-step over the square
and a spider
wave at them


yesterday tanks and missiles marched on the square
yesterday pigeons and planes had to fly in the sky
yesterday old men had to stand a whole hour up on the tower
yesterday raining was not allowed
yesterday heaven’s bladder was swelling like hell
so he would not appear like a terrorist

today the rain is making a splash

Tr. MW, Sept. 2015

Shen Haobo New Poems Sept 2015

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