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SHADOWS – 李雨融 Li Yurong

十月 11, 2020

Li Yurong
SHADOWS

Shadows in the wind
like a series
of straining
bones

Translated by MW, Oct 2020

Li Yurong, born 2003, goes to high school in Shenzhen. She has published in magazines and anthologies and has received prizes at many different competitions.
《新诗典》小档案:李雨融,2003年8月出生。现就读于深圳实验学校高三(4)班。深圳实验学校人文小院士奖获得者。在《十月少年文学》、《诗歌周刊》、《当代中国生态文学读本》、《小学生》等多种报刊杂志媒体发表诗歌散文童话,曾获小学生诗歌节现场总决赛一等奖、二等奖,冰心作文奖、光明杯全国诗歌大赛、我为海南写首诗、第七届小诗人奖、全球华人旅拍大赛诗歌创作赛等数十种奖项,有诗歌入选《孩子们的诗》、《青年诗歌年鉴2018》、《你好,童年》等选本。

伊沙推荐:超短诗展示四:这个以诗型为小单元的展示效果颇为不错,我们就将这半月"新人"中的同类诗也加入进来,作者是位00后,所采用的明喻手法也许不算高级-但是,越不高级的手法越见才华,因为你必须出新,而影子像骨头也足够新颖。

伊沙主持 | 新世纪诗典10一周联展(2020.10.11——10.17)

DOVE – 伊沙 Yi Sha

四月 3, 2020

Yi Sha
DOVE

In my sights straight in the distance,
a white dove
goes through a fire up to the sky.
Still it flies,
changed into black.
Maybe just its shadow,
its soul
flying. Maybe the ash
can keep the shape of a dove
sailing on.

2000
Translated by MW, 2020

GERMAN VERSION IN HERE, SEE “Textprobe“

 

 

JUPITER

七月 5, 2016

jupiter

JUPITER

jupiter
is a marble
my daughter is
a sorcerer
a witch if you will
this cloud is a dragon
a hippo an angel
fields I have to cross in my life
when I see the clouds I feel closer to god
there is christ lying down before dying
don’t you see it?
don’t you believe me?
there is the eye
there are the nostrils
spewing fire!
come on do you think I am lying?

MW July 2016

Maia+Mohn

YOU CANNOT – 杨桂晔

九月 30, 2015

I say no

Yang Guiye
YOU CANNOT

you cannot put someone’s hair on my head
you cannot add my head to someone’s neck
you cannot use my chest to think of someone’s breasts
you cannot join my arms to someone’s fingers
that hair and that neck, those breasts and those fingers
they don’t belong to me
you cannot change my skin
you cannot correct the shape of my face
you cannot substitute what I wear
you cannot choose the way I look at you
that skin and that shape, those clothes and that mien, they destroy how I am
I am attached to my hair
I am attached to my neck
I am attached to my breasts
I am attached to my fingers
I am attached to all parts of my body
my veins like the hairs on my skin
my voice likes my throat
my child likes my breasts
like my soul likes my flesh

— I live in my body
— without any modification at all

Tr. MW, Sept. 2015

Yang Guiye


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