Posts Tagged ‘practice’

CHAMÄLEON – 张腾逸 Zhang Tengyi

5月 16, 2021

Zhang Tengyi
CHAMÄLEON

Ich möchte ein Chamäleon sein,
verschwinden, egal wo und wann.
Wenn Mama mich Musik üben lässt,
Hausaufgaben schreiben,
für Prüfungen lernen
kann niemand mich finden.

Übersetzt von MW im Mai 2021

伊沙推荐:这回是孩子的感觉、孩子的口吻、孩子的笔触了,绝对错不了,果然也没有错。与其说是动用了修辞,不如说是回到了零感觉。而在日后的成长中,一边接受文化教育,一边保护住这份零感觉,就是艰辛漫长的诗人之路。

况禹点评《新诗典》张腾逸《想成为一只变色龙》:写得多好!也不止是这一次了,我都升起这样的感叹——娃娃们一碰诗,就写真人生。成人们一碰诗,就用自己的糊涂给真生活刷上怪颜色。

Calligraphy by Huang Kaibing

Calligraphy by Huang Kaibing

黄开兵:活在当下,有众生皆累的感觉。天天和孩子们打交道,有的孩子情商很高,他在捣蛋时,我走到他身边,他会笑着说:老师,刚才你看到的是幻觉,我很乖,我什么都没做!做了你也看不见看不见……我很怕另一种孩子,坐着一言不发面无表情只想等着下课。

小易简评《想成为一只变色龙》:教育的底色应该是和善和友爱,教育的初衷应该是让孩子健康茁壮地成长,只要有一个孩子因为被教育而选择轻生,那就是人性的恶,事实呢?儿童自杀率最高的国家是our country

Calligraphy by Huang Kaibing

Calligraphy by Huang Kaibing

黎雪梅读《新世纪诗典》之张腾逸《想成为一只变色龙》:孩子纯洁的诗心总是让人莞尔一笑,这不是耍小聪明,而是孩子在各种学业压力之下,所能想到的唯一逃避现实的方法,或者说是无奈之举。当然想法归想法,只能是想想而已,终究还得面对现实,而纠结在理想和现实之间,便催生了这首让人心疼,却又富有浪漫主义色彩的小诗,既是童年生活的成长记录,也算是“苍天不负有心人”,当成意外的收获吧!惟愿我们的孩子们都能少些压力多些快乐,度过一个无忧无虑、自由自在的美好童年。

马金山|读张腾逸的诗《想成为一只变色龙》的十一条:
1、诗歌,不仅是语言的艺术,还是事物构建,或者堆砌的艺术;
2、在某个瞬间,一种生活状态,一种内心真实的情感,一种感觉,或许就是一首很好的诗;
3、张腾逸,7岁,陕西省宝鸡石油小学一年级学生。自2020年写童诗以来,已创作了近100首童诗,在各类纸媒发表10多首,入选一本童诗集;
4、本诗的文字背后,是孩子身上的某种重负,是学生时代最本真的状态,是触及内心深处的感觉世界,还是生命里调整自我的方法论;
5、短短六行,却有多种层次,且内在的逻辑性,流溢着纯真的情景,皆暗含着“我”的主旨思想,干净、明彻;
6、诗一开头,仅有一条主线引发关于作者的相关状态,但正是这些,不正还原了生活的本有状态吗;
7、第二行“随时随地隐藏自己”,以总结的形式,凸显“我”之内心深处的存在,并由此抖露出童年时光里的点点滴滴;
8、不由让人,心里一紧,比如在“练琴时”、“写作业时”、“刷题时”,“我”都期望自己,变成一个隐形人,这份感觉:纯粹,自然;
9、诗里行间,也不乏排比句式,在孩子的世界里,显得格外质朴而接地气,这就是本诗尤其珍贵的部分;
10、本诗给予诗人的启示:“回到在场,回到内心深处最真实的状态,也是一种奇妙与美好”;
11、成长之诗,生长之诗,生命之诗。

Calligraphy by Huang Kaibing

Calligraphy by Huang Kaibing

黄平子

——《新世纪诗典》3695

想成为一只变色龙

张腾逸

我想成为一只变色龙
随时随地隐藏自己
妈妈让我练琴时
让我写作业时
让我刷题时
谁都看不到我

黄平子读诗:这是孩子的诗。这是关于学习的诗。这样的诗很能引起人的共鸣。七岁的小朋友要练琴,要写作业,要刷题,当然很辛苦。不过,比起没琴练的人来,张腾逸小朋友还是很幸福的。张腾逸小朋友只知道变色龙可以隐身,但他可能不知道,变色龙的身边危机四伏。他肯定不知道大自然有一个生存法则:“物竞天择,适者生存。”不过,在七岁的孩子面前讲这些有点煞风景。且让他先做一只快乐的变色龙吧。和妈妈捉一捉迷藏也是蛮幸福的。

2021年5月15日20点48分

 

 

SUIZIDDISKUSSION – 雷激 Lei Ji

12月 13, 2020

Lei Ji
SUIZIDDISKUSSION

Ein Dichter hat sich umgebracht,
ein Haufen Dichter diskutieren den Selbstmord.
Eine Dichterin zitiert umfassend und sagt
es sei die psychische Resilienz,
es seien Beziehungen zu kalt geworden,
jeder Mensch habe schon mal dran gedacht,
ein 4jähriger Bub habe sich mit Insektengift…
Ich sage im Scherz
da streng dich schnell an
und rette die Menschheit, es liegt an dir.
Sie redet weiter
als hätt sie nichts gehört
man müsse verstehen
man könne das Leben schließlich nicht wählen
also haben die Leute auch das Recht zu sterben.
Jemand liked, was sie schreibt,
jemand kommentiert
reden wir nicht mehr von Suizid,
reden wir lieber
über die Liebe.

Übersetzt von MW im Dezember 2020

Yi Sha: Ich habe in einem Gedicht gesagt, die Dichterin Juliane Adler, Herausgeberin meiner beiden Gedichtbände auf Deutsch, schätze an Poesie in Alltagssprache etwas wie den “letzten Angriff”, die Gegner der Alltagssprache-Fraktion nennen es “panisches Denken um die Kurve” – was man auch sagt, wir haben diese besonderen Punkte, nicht nur den Angriff am Schluss, sondern auch das Aufatmen am Ende. Bei diesem Gedicht ist es eine letzte Wendung, sehr schön gewendet, der ganze Text wird noch besser. Lei Ji kennt mich schon neun Jahre, aber wie man unter fahrenden Dichtern sagt: Er hat mich nicht gut ausgenützt. 伊沙推荐语:我在诗里写过:我两部德译诗集的责编、德国女诗人朱鹰最欣赏中国口语诗的"最后一击",口语诗反对派讥之为"脑筋急转弯"-不管怎么说,中国口语诗有特点,不光有"最后一击",还有"最后一吸",本诗是"最后一转",转得漂亮,全诗提神。雷激认识我己经9年了,说句很江湖义气的话:他没有把我利用好。

 

KURPFUSCHEN – 华少 Hua Shao

9月 28, 2020

Hua Shao
KURPFUSCHEN

Im Flugzeug,
eine Frau in mittleren Jahren wird ohnmächtig.
Leute gehen schauen, gehen wieder weg.
Ich dränge mich durch.
Zeichen von Guasha-Behandlung
im Nacken
auf der Schulter
am Rücken, Blasenmeridian.
Ich mach Akkupressur:
Bai Hui, oben Schädelmitte.
Feng Chi, Nackengruben am Schädelansatz.
Nei Guan, Unterarm innen drei Finger vom Handgelenk.
Die Frau wacht auf.
Ergreift meine Hand, dankt mir mehrmals.
Ihr Nachbar wundert sich.
Sind sie Ärztin?
Ich schüttle den Kopf.
Aha, Sie praktizieren illegal?
„Sie hat nur Sonnenstich.“

19. August 2020
Übersetzt von MW im September 2020

 

CORONA, EDITING DREAM (& FREE WILL)

4月 26, 2020


EDITING DREAM

Dreamt of our translator’s editing thing,
our jour fixe at Vienna Literaturhaus.
Not a fixed day, actually,
but every few weeks, except in the summer.
Someone brings a text, already translated,
and people make suggestions
to improve certain parts.
I don’t always go,
but it’s a good tradition.
Now I went again in my dream,
Brigitte was there, a few other people.
It was a little awkward,
but I wasn’t sure why.
Had I missed the memo?
Gradually I remembered
it is virus time, this isn’t allowed
and I am dreaming.
But in the deeper levels of dreamland,
it seems the virus doesn’t exist
or maybe not yet.

MW April 2020



FREE WILLIES

we live
we die
we cry
we fly
we try

MW April 2020

Thanks to Andrew Field!




WIRKLICHKEIT

In Wirklichkeit ist es immer wie jetzt.
Halt nicht auf einmal,
doch in der Schwebe,
ein bisschen versetzt.
In Wirklichkeit ist
dein Leben nicht fest,
sicher ist gar nichts,
egal was wer sagt.
In Wirklichkeit bist du Tanz und Musik.
Wir sind was sich dreht
oder steht
und jemanden sucht
solang es noch geht.

MW 1. April 2020


《疫情》

其实一直都这样,
只不是一块儿,
比现在还悬,
对很多人
生活没把握

其实无论谁怎么说
现在真实一点

其实你是舞蹈
旋旋的音乐
停还找人
如果行

2020.4.18


CORONA

Actually it’s always like this
for many people.
You live from one day to the next.
Only now it’s a big deal
for the whole world
for a while.

MW April 1st, 2020


《疫情》

其实生活一直就这样
对很多人,所有的现象。
要躲起来,
要避免警察。
要依赖邻居,
要怕一些邻居。
每天每一刻都可能被传染,
要互相照顾。

2020.4.1


CORONA 2

Actually it’s always like this
for many people.
You live from one day to the next.
You have to stay in
or avoid the police.
You need your neighbors,
but you are afraid.
You could get infected
any day any hour,
and you need each other.

Actually life isn’t fixed,
nothing’s secure,
whatever they say.
Actually you’re at a dance.
Turning, turning and then
slowing down.
Standing, maybe
looking for someone,
if it still works.

MW April 2020


MOON

the moon
is hanging out
in isolation

the moon
is hanging out
in isolation
behind the clouds
over flowering trees
it’s getting cold again

MW March 2020


《月亮》

维马丁|伊沙 译

月亮
被孤立地
高悬在外

月亮
被孤立地
高悬在外
在云层后面
越过花木
天又冷了几分

2020年3月



1 POEM/DAY

One poem per day
takes nothing away,
I want to say.
But everything takes time,
every drug,
every mask,
every care.
So one poem per day
could take away
whatever else you would have had.
But then you could
hear it again,
whatever you do,
if it was good.

MW March 2020


GRINDING

The world is grinding to a halt.
So are we all madly in love?
Or have we come to our senses
about the climate
between each other?
About working together?
We don’t have a choice.
And we don’t have a choice
in hoping it will soon be over.
And we still let them set our clocks.

MW March 29, 2020

 

 

 

 

MR. BUDDHA – 安小吉

2月 26, 2019

An Xiaoji
MR. BUDDHA

My friend Qiang has found Budda,
Buddha this Buddha that all day long,
hasn’t found a wife yet,
so he says his karma will turn around.
Then his boss fires him,
so that was karma too.
Losing money in business
he says “good!” because good luck must follow.
When his mother kills a chicken
and his father drinks alcohol
in front of him, he tells them they are sinning.
Recently Qiang has got diarrhea,
runs to the toilet from morning till evening.
I tell him go to a doctor, take medicine;
he says no problem, no problem,
this is like monastic practice, too.

Translated by MW in Febr. 2019

OHNE ARME – 菜喜印

11月 27, 2018

Cai Xiyin
OHNE TITEL

eine frau ohne arme
übt im park tanzen.
sagt eine frau in mittleren jahren
leise zu ihrer freundin:
“wenn sie so allein tanzt,
fehlt ihr noch etwas.
wenn eine ganze truppe so tanzt,
das wär toll.”

2018-09-26
Übersetzt von MW im November 2018

 

 

 

ANGELERNT – 杨渡

4月 19, 2018

Yang Du
ANGELERNT

er sagt mir
er braucht nur drei striche
und zeichnet mir eine nackte frau

in wirklichkeit sind es vier striche
nur vier striche
und auf meinem prüfungsbogen
neben meinem namen ist eine nackte frau

dann betont er mehrere male
das hat ihm vor jahren ein mitschüler beigebracht
das hat er nicht selbst rausgekriegt
das hat er nicht selbst rausgekriegt

2017-12-13

 

学来的本领
@杨渡

他告诉我
他能画一个女人的裸体
只需要三笔

事实证明这需要四笔
只是四笔
我试卷的名字边上
多了一个女人的裸体

画完后他反复强调
这是小学时的同学教他的
不是他自己琢磨出来的
不是他自己琢磨出来的

2017.12.13

SPRING IS A WONDERFUL SEASON – April 15, 2016 in Vienna. #Schutzbefohlene *

4月 15, 2016

Hauptbahnhof

SPRING IS A WONDERFUL SEASON

April 15, 2016 in Vienna. #Schutzbefohlene *
Spring is a wonderful season,
trees spilling their green.
Some are cut, some are planted.
Downstairs across they are planting a park,
used to be train tracks.

Last year we had refugees at the station.

Spring is a wonderful season.

They said it was 90,000 people or so
in all of Austria,
mostly in a few months,
who wanted to stay in this country.
Ten times more went on to Germany.
So many people wanted to help.
Train workers, even police.
Volunteers, often more than enough.
We live in the neighbourhood.
My daughter Maia went down to play with the refugee children.
After a while she knew the volunteers.
It was safe.
The refugees staid down by the station.
Some people from our house took in refugees.

There was discussion to use the shop,
the empty shop downstairs in this new house,
for refugee quarters.
Just for the winter.
That shop has bathrooms and everything.

But then they closed down at the station.
It was in December.
They took them with buses, they said, from the border.
On to Germany.
If you said you wanted Germany, they let you in.
They were building a fence.
So in December, the station was empty.
Maybe Mid-December.
No quarters in our house.
But people still coming in.
Coming up through the Balkans, used to be Yugoslavia.

In early January we played Tarot down in the library.
We have a library in our house.
And we play cards, for a few pennies.
On Friday nights.
We have had readings, and even theatre.
Gudrun and Peter, they built a stage.
Downstairs in the big common room.
We had a night reciting Bob Dylan.
Down you masters of war.

But then in January, there was Cologne.
In Cologne at the train station, on New Year’s Night.
Hundreds of women harassed.
Raped, one or two.
Many foreign men there at the train station.
Not enough police, or police doing nothing.
We should discuss this, one of us said.
We had been playing cards.
What is there to discuss, there ‘s not much in the news.
Maybe social networks did play a role.
I want to discuss this.
These refugees becoming a problem.
What is there to discuss, there’s not much in the news.
These refugees becoming a problem.
A discussion is stupid, without any facts.
So one of us went away in a huff.

Later I was away, I was in China.
In southern China, a poetry trip.
From southern China to Southeast Asia.
Self-organized.
The year before they went to Vietnam.
Wrote some good poetry.
Vietnam wars in the background,
including China attacking Vietnam.
And other stuff, daily life.
Morning routine.

This year I went with them through Southeast Asia.
Poets from all over China. 16 or 17.
One or two guides.
Guides of Chinese extraction.
Thailand, Singapore. And Malaysia.
Then back to Nanning, to southern China.

Poetry meetings, almost every night.
Sometimes more.
One time in the airport.
Plane was delayed, nothing better to do, call a poetry meeting.
Poems written there on the road.

Yi Sha has this dream, before every border.
Dreaming they won’t let him through.
Normally he writes down all his dreams.
Makes for good poetry.
But not this time, he was afraid.
Only when we were safe in Malaysia.

They had a crackdown, in Kuala Lumpur.
There was an attack in Indonesia.
Muslim majority in Malaysia, too.
If the father is Muslim, the child has to be Muslim.
Not Chinese or anything else.
It was not like this before.
At least according to our guide.
They have elections and a Sultan.
Or they call him a King, at least in Chinese.

It’s a beautiful country.
Tribes in the woods.
Our guide lived with a tribe for a week.
For a project at university.
She was very young, has a small child.
She speaks Fukien Chinese.
Mandarin with the tourists, of course.
Liked to talk about sex.
Malaysian men with many wives.
Just a few Muslims, who can afford it.

On February first, I came back to Austria.
Refugees still coming, though not so many.
News had been shifting.
Creating a climate against refugees.
We put a limit on loving our neighbours.
That was a poster.
The foreign minister, he’s very young.
The interior ministress.
She’s not there any more now, she’ll become governess.
Governor of Lower Austria.
And the candidate.
Their candidate for Federal President.

President is just a figurehead here.
Like in Germany.
In Germany, he is elected in parliament.
So he is from the majority party.
He or she.

In Austria, everyone votes for the President.
Everyone should.
Everyone is automatically registered, every citizen.
Nowadays you can vote in advance.
Local district office.
Ballot per mail, or there at the office.
That guy for limits on loving your neighbour won’t make it.
He’s trailing far behind in the polls.
But his policies are federal policy.

They let that happen, the Social Democrats.
They are the majority.
But they let it happen, they are just like the rightists.
News had been shifting.
These refugees becoming a problem.
Some Social Democrats work with the Rightists.
Those other Rightists.
That Freedom Party.
Some Neo-Nazis.
Some Neo-Nazis cling to this party.
Some were just Liberals.
In the 1980s they were for joining the European Community.
Anyway now they are shameless Rightists.
Austria should not be ashamed, they proclaim.
Including old Nazis, including SS.

And Social Democrats think they should work with them.
But they are trailing, the Social Democrats.
Maybe their candidate will fall behind,
though not as far as the one with the limits.
They are far behind, both of them.

Three candidates are in front.
Front-runner is from the Green Party.
They always were for refugees.
And there is a woman.
Not from a party.
A former judge.
Liberal views, for the economy.
Definitely not from the Left.
Those two were leading.
But Freedom Party candidate is closing up.

No, he doesn’t say we are all Germans.
Though he says many things.
Austrians first, don’t be ashamed.
Don’t be ashamed of anything.
Works better than just talk about limits.

So I’ve voted already, ten days in advance.

I’m afraid.
That Freedom guy is worse than Trump.
Similar causes why they are so popular.

Austria is very small.
President is just a figurehead.
But I’m afraid.

Austria becomes Hungary.
Headline in Switzerland, two days ago.
Rightist government, fences.
Italy protesting, not only Greece.
Against Austria, in the EU.

EU has been weak.
Rightist reactions in Eastern Europe.
Rightist rhetoric against refugees.
From Social Democrats, some of them.
EU is weak, was very weak in the Yugoslav wars.

Mid-April sun is shining outside.
Spring is a beautiful season,
trees spilling their green.
Some are cut, some are planted.
Downstairs across they are planting a park.

Martin Winter
April 15, 2016
*Schutzbefohlene means people placed under protection. It is the title of a play by Elfriede Jelinek, the Austrian author who won the Nobel prize for literature in 2004. She wrote the play in 2013. It was performed, by refugees, at University of Vienna on April 14, 2016, when a group of rightists stormed the stage. They sprayed red paint and reportedly injured performers, including children. I wrote the long poem above on Friday morning, April 15. I had not been at the performance and knew nothing about the incident before my text was finished. But I think my text works as background reading, at least.

 

Zilkpark


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