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METEORITENLADEN IM HAUS – 吴雨伦 Wu Yulun

7月 19, 2021

Wu Yulun 吴雨伦《家门口的陨石店》
METEORITENLADEN IM HAUS

Unten im Haus von meiner neuen Wohnung
gibt es ein Meteoritenmuseum
wo sie Steine versteigern.

Ein Meteorit, braun, groß wie ein Kühlschrank,
hat tausende Lichtjahre hinter sich,
ein toter Brocken
verstreuter Sternenstaub,
angeschrieben für
1, 8 Millionen Yuan.

Sein Bruder,
ein abgetrennter
Sternensplitter,
verarbeitet in ein Jadearmband:
Rufpreis zweitausend.

Übersetzt von MW im Juli 2021

新世纪诗典作品联展#吴雨伦#(19.0)

伊沙推荐:我与作者同时到过本诗现场,他有诗,我无诗,这说明写得再多的人也有无感的时刻,写得再少的人有感之时也是无可替代。作者仍处于学龄,并准备以影视为职业,在诗上走量少而质优的道路,我一直是支持的。

况禹点评《新诗典》吴雨伦《家门口的陨石店》:天体残留物与人间商业对撞,迸发出怪异的感觉。但这不是想出来的,依然属于生活的诗意。本诗的与众不同来自于诗意发掘的角度。作者有一阶段对科幻情有独衷,相信这也是本诗把陨石店写得这么带感的原因之一。

 

黄开兵:即使是来自同一个地方,甚至同胞兄弟,有的飞黄腾达,有的失意潦倒。“大人物”之大,“小人物”之小,亦如这天外来客乎?

 

读吴雨伦的诗《家门口的陨石店》有感 | 亚黎

来自外太空的陨石
就在家门口
这本身就有一种神奇感
相信宇宙里还有
别的智慧生命
只是与我们隔的光年太过遥远
互相看不见
或人家比我们高级很多
路过
而不加理会我们
作者诗中的陨石被以兄弟相称
这种生命的赋予仿佛一下子
拉近了地球人与外太空的距离

无独有偶
我昨晚梦见自己带着一只
通人性的猴子
在一个蓝色星球的雨林里赶路
头顶是一片奇形怪状的星际
伸手触摸不到
目测距离又不是很远

2021.7.18

 

ZUM VERKAUF – 黄开兵 Huang Kaibing

5月 7, 2020

Huang Kaibing
ZUM VERKAUF

Ich sag oft ich leb von meinen Zeichen,
in Wirklichkeit
hab ich bis heute nur wenige Blätter verkauft.
100 Yuan scheint schon zuviel.
88
66
Zustellung inklusive
fragt auch niemand an.

7. Mai 2020
Übersetzt von MW am 7. Mai 2020


《鬻》
黄开兵

我常自称卖字维生
实际上
迄今没卖出几幅
100元都嫌贵了
88
66
包邮
也无人问津

20200507

莫言下岭便无难,
赚得行人错喜欢。
正入万山圈子里,
一山放出一山拦。

杨万里诗
材质:特厚生宣
普通宿墨,羊毫大楷笔书写
尺寸:约70X30cm

 

 

 

IF A RIVER COST ONLY ONE YUAN – 周焱 Zhou Yan

4月 28, 2020

Zhou Yan
IF A RIVER COST ONLY ONE YUAN

If a river cost only one yuan,
if a river was cheaper than one piece of cabbage,
think about it, that would be exciting.

Think a little more, maybe no, thank you.
Because if there could be such a deal, it would have to mean one of these things:
The river can‘t carry any more water,
I am the only person on earth,
I rule the world,
I am God.

4/11/20
Translated by MW, April 2020

 

 

WER KANN VERLANGEN DASS LEUTE BRAV SIND – 王林燕

8月 22, 2018

Wang Linyan
WER KANN VERLANGEN DASS LEUTE BRAV SIND

der hirte in der jurte spricht
isst du mein reisgericht nicht
(eine portion 30 yuan)
dann setz keinen fuß auf meine weiden

der junge bursch spricht vom pferderücken
willst du nicht reiten
(eine stunde 80 yuan)
dann halt keine kamera vor mein gesicht

die leute die weder reiten noch reis essen
betreten die weiden
dringen tief in den wald
pflücken jeden pilz nach dem regen
in der stadt kriegt man 800 yuan für ein kilo

20. Juli 2018
Übersetzt von MW im August 2018

 

伊沙主持 | 新世纪诗典8一周联展(2018.8.19——8.25)

 

 

SO THIS IS TIME – 李琦

12月 12, 2017

Li Qi
SO THIS IS TIME

So this is time.
Seems I have done only three things.
Finished my studies, brought up my children, made myself old.
When I was young, I thought of traveling round the world.
Today, I haven’t even seen
much of my province.

I’ve paid a price, a simple price.
Salt in sweat, bitter taste in tears.
Also flowers in smiles.
I and my years, we consumed each other,
records are clear to see.

Three things
haven’t changed very much.
Loving poetry, attachment to family.
And also truth, speaking of truth.
Deep in your soul, hard to keep still.

Translated by MW in December 2017

NOBLE POEM

10月 23, 2016

Photo by Ronnie Niedermeyer, www.rn.co.at

Photo by Ronnie Niedermeyer, http://www.rn.co.at

NOBLE POEM

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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STRESA 《意大利斯切薩镇》

7月 14, 2016

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STRESA

today i wish i was an artist
should have brought paper
maybe a pencil
peaks in the mist
across the lake
boats, one or two
and the islands.
the postcard island and the two real ones
and in the distance
only a sail

then come back to the beach
with the ducks
and the kids.

by the way
this hand- painted postcard
costs twenty euros.

MW July 2016

 

《意大利斯切萨镇》

今天我觉得应该当画家
应该带纸
带只铅笔
雾中山顶
湖泊对面
船一两三
还有岛屿
明信片的和两个真的

遥遥一帆

回到海滩
鸭子
孩子

跟你说
这张手画明信片
只要二十欧元

2017/7


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