Posts Tagged ‘Yan Yongmin’
三月 19, 2021
Yan Yongmin
WHITE HAIR I GREW UP WITH
My colleague is five years older,
when she discovered white hairs on her head
she was astonished, called it scary.
I told her I had that since I was small,
and boys in school were talking about it.
I heard yellow chrysanthemums could be a cure,
grew them in a pot,
carried them outside into the sun
and returned them at night so they wouldn’t freeze.
In fall
I cut the full-grown chrysanthemums,
spread them around on my pillow,
then a towel over them.
I slept on them every night,
with no result.
I grew up with white hair
all the way until now.
I think when I’m old
my white hair
will be just as white as when I was a kid.
Translated by MW in March 2021
伊沙推荐：古人写白发：”白发三千丈”、”朝如青丝暮成雪”，确实写到了极至，今人就没有必要写了吗？没出息的孱头子才会这么想。李白写得，闫永敏就能写得，你从整体上形容白发（形容其实不高级），我给大家讲述我的白发物语（充满事实的诗意）。
Calligraphy by Huang Kaibing
况禹点评《新诗典》闫永敏《陪我长大的白头发》：常人多把白发与年岁、光阴挂钩，不算错，但忽略了生活中还有大量人有过少白头的体验，而且少白头（少白发）也自有程度的差异，本诗写的便是诸种体验中的一种。其亮点在于，不止写出了面对人生的淡定（这在同题材诗里是难度极高的），还写出了成长感。
Calligraphy by Huang Kaibing
黎雪梅读《新世纪诗典》之闫永敏《陪我长大的白头发》：所有人都逃不脱白发苍苍的那一天，在这一点上时间显得很公正。而“少白头”则完全是另一番人成长经历，或者说也是一种考验。 采用黄菊花治头发的细节透着辛酸和无奈，结果却无济于事，努力与抗争宣告失败，让人唏嘘。结尾点题：“我被白头发陪着长大/直到现在/我想等我老了/我的白头发/依然会像小时候那样白”，委婉含蓄道出了诗人平和宁静的内心世界，也强化了诗人的情感，虽言有尽而意无穷，特别是独属于诗人的那份生命体验，显得尤为可贵。
Calligraphy by Huang Kaibing
Calligraphy by Huang Kaibing
标签：age, body, child, children, colleagues, color, cure, 闫永敏, flowers, hair, memory, NPC, old, people, poetry, pupils, small, students, Yan Yongmin, 新世纪詩典
发表在 2020, 2021, 20th century, 21st century, March 2021, Middle Ages, NPC, poetry, Translations, 新世纪诗典 | Leave a Comment »
十二月 27, 2020
Yang Yongmin
KNOBLAUCH-IMAGE
In letzter Zeit seit einem Jahr
ess ich nicht mehr gern Äpfel,
ich mag jetzt rohen Knoblauch.
Ich hab meiner Freundin davon erzählt.
Sie hat mich sehr ernst gefragt,
deine Freunde, diese Poeten,
wissen die, dass du Knoblauch isst?
Ich sag ihr, letztes Jahr im Sommer in Xi’an
hab ich mit Dichterfreunden Spinatnudeln gegessen.
Zu jeder Mundvoll Nudeln eine Mundvoll Knoblauch,
da gibt’s auch ein Foto.
Meine Freundin sagt,
ich fürcht nur, dass der Knoblauch dein Image beeinflusst.
Übersetzt von MW im Dezember 2020
标签：apples, 闫永敏, food, friendship, fruits, garlic, men, NPC, people, poetry, poets, public, society, talk, time, vegetables, women, Yan Yongmin, 新世纪詩典
发表在 2020, 20th century, 21st century, December 2020, Middle Ages, NPC, poetry, Translations, 新世纪诗典 | 1 Comment »
三月 23, 2020
Yan Yongmin
YEAR OF THE PANDEMIC
We haven’t had very much contact,
but then this friend who researches old Chinese literature
suddenly calls me.
„This is the year of a pandemic,
you are a poet,
you have to write about this.“
I hasten to say, I am writing,
but after the call I’m a little uneasy.
If I hadn’t been writing,
how could I face my friend?
You start on this road of writing poetry,
there will be people watching.
No matter if you know it or not,
it’s like they’re shining a light on your face,
looking for the four letters for “poet”,
so can I take that, to be on the spot?
Translated by MW, March 2020
标签：attention, characters, disaster, disease, expectations, 闫永敏, face, history, language, letters, life, literature, memory, NPC, pandemic, people, poetry, poets, society, virus, watching, world, writer, writing, Yan Yongmin, 新世纪詩典
发表在 2000s, 2003, 2010s, 2020, 20th century, 21st century, Antique times, February 2020, Middle Ages, NPC, poetry, Translations, Uncategorized, 新世纪诗典 | Leave a Comment »
一月 26, 2018
Yan Yongmin
DICHTERINNEN
ein gutes dutzend dichter
im café im séparée
lesen vor
lauschen
beurteilen
zwei dichterinnen machen fotos
die männer sagen
lasst das
ihr sollt euch konzentrieren
die dichterinnen sagen
das macht nichts
sogar wenn wir schwanger sind
machen wir noch sehr viel
Übersetzt von MW im Januar 2017
标签：actions, art, concentrate, criticism, critique, 闫永敏, listen, meeting, men, NPC, photography, photos, poetry, poets, pregnancy, recite, women, Yan Yongmin, 新世纪詩典
发表在 2017, 2018, 20th century, 21st century, January 2018, NPC, poetry, Translations, Uncategorized, 新世纪诗典 | Leave a Comment »
十二月 17, 2016
Yan Yongmin
WHEN DO I WANT A BOYFRIEND?
not when I’ve cooked too much food for myself
not when I’m alone at the movies
not when I cannot move heavy stuff
not when my mom asks me to get married
not when I go to the hospital all by myself
not when I hug myself and cannot sleep
when I put on or take off a dress
the zipper at the back gets stuck in the middle
I think it might be nice to have a boyfriend
zip me up in the morning
zip me out at night
Tr. MW, December 2016
标签：boy, dress, 闫永敏, food, girl, health, heavy, light, man, marriage, motherhood, movies, moving, need, NPC, poetry, sex, sickness, sleep, want, woman, Yan Yongmin, zipper, 新世纪诗典
发表在 2016, December 2016, NPC, poetry, Translations, Uncategorized, 新世纪诗典 | Leave a Comment »
七月 24, 2016
Yan Yongmin
MILK DROPS
in the hospital garden
a milk box
lies in
a flower terrace
from the straw
milk keeps dripping
on the leaves
of climbing roses
Tr. MW, July 2016
Yan Yongmin
MILCHTROPFEN
im krankenhausgarten
liegt eine trinkpackung
milch
an der blumenterrasse
vom strohhalm
tropft es in die
rosenblätter
Übersetzt von MW im Juli 2016
标签：box, drops, 闫永敏, flowers, hospital, leaves, milk, NPC, poetry, straw, Yan Yongmin, 新世纪诗典
发表在 July 2016, NPC, poetry, Translations, Uncategorized | Leave a Comment »
四月 10, 2015
Yan Yongmin
HEART-BROKEN GROUND MEAT FOR PASTA
she was talking again about her stuff
I was falling asleep
but when she said for the first time
“my heart is broken like ground meat for pasta”
I woke up that moment
to tell her she’d said something very interesting
but she cried even more
Tr. MW, April 2015
标签：阎永敏, filling, food, ground, heart, heartache, Jiaozi, meat, pasta, poetry, sleep, words, Yan Yongmin, 新世纪诗典, 伊沙
发表在 April 2015, poetry, Translations, Uncategorized | Leave a Comment »
六月 10, 2014
Yan Yongmin
WHAT TO EAT ON THE GREAT WALL
Tomorrow I’m going to Beijing to see the Great Wall!
I couldn’t wait to tell my colleagues.
You better bring something to eat!
On the Great Wall, things are not cheap.
I’ll bring steamed Mantou
and Xian Cai sauerkraut.
You really want to lose face
up on the Great Wall?
I was joking.
I’ll bring milk and bread.
Tr. MW, June 2014
标签：beijing, eating, 闫永敏, face, food, great wall, the Great Wall, Yan Yongmin, 新世纪诗典
发表在 June 2014, poetry, Translations, 新世纪诗典 | Leave a Comment »
