Posts Tagged ‘poverty’

蘭芳 LAN FANG:刘季

四月 28, 2017

Liu Ji
LAN FANG

Ihre Brüste werden ganz abgeschnitten.

Sie sagt zu einer anderen Patientin,
es gibt keine Metastasen, zum Glück.

Die beiden Brüste
haben einen Sohn gesäugt
und den Vater des Sohnes
und dann haben irgendwelche Männer
Abdrücke hinterlassen, von Händen und Lippen.
Jetzt sind die Brüste einfach verschwunden,
vielleicht noch Futter für Katzen und Hunde.

Den Rest ihres Lebens geht sie nicht aufrecht,
sogar sich selbst kriegt sie nicht mehr satt.

Übersetzt von MW im April 2017

HEART OF DARKNESS 3: MINDESTENS

十一月 10, 2016

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HEART OF DARKNESS 3:
MINDESTENS

kurz
kürzt
zu kurz gekommenen
die mindesthöhe
der mindestsicherung

MW November 2016

LIEBER GOTT

二月 20, 2016

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LIEBER GOTT

lieber gott,
faymann ist umgefallen.
bitte kürz ihm die mindestsicherung.
lieber gott,
pühringer war schon am boden.
bitte kürz ihm die mindestsicherung.
lieber gott,
pröll war die beste weltcupgesamtsiegerin.
bitte kürz ihm die mindestsicherung.
lieber gott,
häupl hat wenigstens in wien gewonnen.
bitte lass ihm die mindestsicherung.

Februar 2016

AT THE HOSPITAL – Zheng Xiaoqiong

六月 5, 2014

 

Picture by Sara Bernal

Picture by Sara Bernal

 

Zheng Xiaoqiong

AT THE HOSPITAL

 

setting sun shines on these poor people sick with disease

I know them, coming from low lying mountains

they are squatting

sitting at the hospital doors

snake skin belts, wrinkled clothes, face full of callouses, clutching

banknotes warm from their bodies, their inarticulate staring

at white-washed walls, corridors smelling of

soda, IV hooks next door, bottles

he is squatting, pain deep inside, flesh and bone, life’s inside

she is asking

setting sun in her eyes gleaming towards the western mountain

she sits in the hospital sunset, so peaceful

fear deep inside cannot be spoken

 

 

 

they hold on to each other, walking out of the red-cross hospital

setting sun shines in her eyes, his disease

in poverty, he lies on the low wooden bed

waits for his disease to swallow him like the sun

 

Tr. MW, June 2014

 

 

郑小琼

在医院

 

落日照着这个疾病缠身的穷人

我认识他们,来自矮墩墩的山头

他们蹲着

坐着,在医院的门口

他们蛇皮带子皱褶衣裳,长了满面茧子,手中捏着

带体温的钞票,他们木讷的眼神

盯着白色的墙壁,充满苏打味的

医院走廊,隔壁的吊针,玻璃瓶

他蹲着,疼痛深入肉体、骨头、生活的内部

她询问

她眼里落日的光芒在走近西山

她坐在医院的夕照中,如此宁静

有着至深的畏惧也不能说出

 

他们相扶持,走出红十字医院

夕阳照着她的眼神,他的疾病

在贫穷中,他躺在低矮的木床上

等待疾病吞噬落日般的生命

FAREWELL – Song Tik-lai 宋澤萊

一月 9, 2013

Song Tik-lai 宋澤萊

FAREWELL TO THE 20th CENTURY

Thank you, 20th century
We all grew up some time with you
I was born and grew up too
In your arms I feel at home
In your last year
You are generous
To set me free

One hundred years
Two world wars
Cold war east-west
Countless other wars and conflicts
I don’t have much experience
I carried my gun
Two years military service
Thank heavens
I stayed alive

One hundred years
One economic depression
America’s streets full of beggars
Some nations went hungry
Russia and China adopted
Communism
I have only shallow experience
When I was small
There was no rice
But there were dried sweet potatoes
Thank you
I didn’t stay hungry
Although malnourished

There was political tragedy
Military dictators
Even governing through terror
Countless people
Went to jail
Wailing was heard on
The earth’s every corner
I have limited experience
Held and carried
Flags and banners
Walked in streets
Of silent protests

There was art in various ways
Dadaists and surrealists
Stream of consciousness, expressionism
Existentialism, postmodernism
Baffling and shouting, collapsing
Suicide and going crazy
I don’t have much experience
Still at my desk
With simple words
Writing my poems

I went to Grandpa’s grave
One hundred years of graves and mounds
Thousands and millions
Buried simply
Left in the 20th century
Wrongs and grievances abroad
I don’t know much and beg your pardon
I went through this time
And stayed alive

20th century
I don’t count as your victim
Listen, century
I’m not qualified
To raise my voice
In blame
But begging your pardon
At night when the Milky Way blazes
Raising my head
I often think of
Flying away

Tr. Martin Winter, Jan. 2013
With help from Khinhuann Li 李勤岸

宋澤萊
告別二十世紀

感謝二十世紀
庶呢長e時間
予我會凍出世、生長
值妳e懷中我感覺有歸屬
最後e這年
妳寬宏大量
予我離開

一百年
有兩遍世界大戰
東西冷戰
無數e大小戰爭
庶我呒是攏有體驗
干擔八揭搶
做二年e 兵
感謝天
我平安度過

一百年
有一遍經濟大蕭條
美國滿街攏乞食
有人民大飢荒
露西亞、中國實行
共產主義
我e 體驗真淺
干擔值囝仔時代
無米通食
但是,猶有番薯簽
感謝
我無飫著
雖然有卡欠營養

有真濟e政治悲劇
軍人獨裁
甚至恐怖統治
有算朆了e志士
入監牢
哭聲值地球e
每一個角落
我e 體驗無深
干擔八揭
幾遍旗仔
值街仔路
恬恬抗議

有真濟藝術
達達、超現實
意識流、表現主義
存在主義、後現代主義
迷惑、喝喊、瓦解
自殺、起犭肖
我呒是攏有體驗
猶原值桌子頂
用尚簡單e字
寫我e 詩

我八去阿公埋骨e
百年大墓仔埔
歸千歸萬人
埋值土腳
亻因值二十世紀留落
外濟e委屈
原諒我呒是完全清楚
我猶原值世間
繼續活落去

二十世紀
我假那受害無夠深e
世紀
無資格大聲
責備
但是,原諒我
值夜晚銀河燦爛e時
揭頭
我不時道想卜
飛離開妳


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