Two Poems by Sen Zi 森子诗2首

Two Poems by Sen Zi  森子诗2首

森子，原名林卫东，当代著名诗人，1962年生于哈尔滨，美术系油画专业毕业，现任平顶山市晚报社编辑。在三十年的诗歌、评论、散文和绘画创作中，森子一直保持一种先锋性。森子已出版诗集散文集近十部，获得多项诗歌奖。

Sen Zi, aka Lin Weidong (1962-), born in Harbin, is a renowned poet. He studied painting in college, and now is an editor in Pingdingshan Evening Post in Henan Province. The spirit of avant-garde has been underlying his career for over thirty years. Senzi has published nearly 10 books of poetry and prose and gets several awards.

　　采艾途中，听一位哑巴老人讲故事

我们大概是断在这里，桥还在

撅头和耙子证明他的爱与怕

早已交叉感染

我们坐在白化病的桥头，听水声搅动泥沙

泛滥在一个老者的脸上

同时，泛滥在艾草般的面庞上

比划远比讲述更为诚恳

我们并不急切于知道

我们的不知道里有各种添充物

我们点头，不是因为听懂了什么

而是鼓励他说下去

如此，我们的无能为力得到了宽容

讲述本身提醒我们注意：

人，非活着的动物

喜剧或悲剧，只有进行时手心才会出汗

我不愿意曲解生活的大致体貌，这不负任何责任

只是感情不答应，所以交流的困难

在于它的美妙是不幸的含混

那个套在我们脖子上的绳索

怎么忽然收紧了，仿佛绳套中的不是我们

不是我们，这让宇宙多少有些安心

一个哑巴的表述所提供的乡村经验

不比我们已知或预料的更多，人生故事

最终倾向于苦难，以及如何在情感的冰箱里放剩饭

无须想象那样的场景，这里已经多余

关键处绳索套住脖子，一个吸满了空气的人

忽然被提拉到故事的情节外

白化病的桥头只留下艾草消瘦的身形

　On Our Way of Mugwort-Gathering, We Listened to an Old Mute Telling a Story

Perhaps our breakdown had to be, with the bridge nearby

A pickaxe and a rake were evidence

That his love and fear had already cross infected

We sat on the albino bridgehead, listening to water stirring up silt

That flowed over the face of an old man

And the mugwort-like face covered

Gesturing is far more sincere than telling

And we were not eager to know

Too many additives are in our not-knowing

We nodded, not to show our ears had grasped anything

But to urge him to go on

And our inability would then be condoned

Telling, by itself, was merely to remind us:

Men, not living animals, be it a comedy or tragedy

Their palms sweat only when the play is unfolding

I had no wish to misinterpret the outlook of life. It’s not about responsibility,

Only that it’s emotionally unacceptable. Therefore, the difficulty to communicate lay

In the unfortunate ambiguity of its beauty

How come the rope around our neck

Unexpectedly tightened, as if it were not us who were noosed

Not us, and this somehow freed the universe from anxiety

The countryside experience presented in the mute’s words

Was no more than what we already knew or would predict, for life story tended to

End with suffering and how to store leftovers in the fridge of emotions

No need to imagine that sight. Here had already turned redundant

The rope was put around the neck at a critical point, and a man full of air

Was suddenly dragged out of the story’s plot

There, left on the albino bridgehead was the thin figures of lonely mugworts

　　黑天鹅

又白过一天

偶然不可避免

她发出呼噜声，只有苇丛听到那种割肉的真切

木桥上，新漆的桐油未干，刷子看不清

木纹里有几只沉船

白天，不许造次的白天

没有你想说出的那句狠话

咒语周转不灵

进进出出的都是人——在垂钓人

白天，自恋狂的白天

永不换岗

也永不下班

不朽的锤子离午夜的杏仁有八丈远

白天，白天，一个接一个

你有些受不了

要发疯，大哭、大笑和大骂

她却很乐观

白天，白天，白天

这耀眼的光斑吸收不能坚守的据点

搬运一个瞎子和他眼睛里的地洞

在蠡湖中放一块焦糖

在“我的天啊！”西施永远也不会掉下来，请你放心之前。

注：蠡湖，又名五里湖，是太湖伸入无锡的内湖。相传2500多年前，越国大夫范蠡协助越王勾践战胜吴国后，功成身退，偕西施隐于蠡湖。

2016.12.17

Black Swan

Another day is wasted

Contingency is unavoidable

Only reeds can her how real her wheezing snores can cut into skins

An invisible brush paints a wooden bridge with a new coat of woodoil

Several wrecked boats buried in the texture

During daytime, the inviolable daytime

No space for relentless words you hope you can say

Incantation has lost its charm

People here, people there, people everywhere, fishing

Daytime, the narcissistic daytime

Never changes shift

Never relieves itself

The unremitting hammer is way away from midnight stone of apricots

Daytime, daytime, one after another

And you become desperate

Need a vent, to be mad, cry, laugh or curse

But she is optimistic

Day, another daytime, still another

This dazzling mote of light absorbs a base you can no longer hold

Dislocates a blind man and the burrow in his eyes

And puts a caramel rock in the Five-Mile Lake

O, My! Lady Xishi will never fall before your heart is laid down

Notes: The Five-Mile Lake, also called Fan-Li Lake, is an inner lake within Taihu Lake, Wuxi, Jiangsu. It is said that 25oo years ago, Fan Li (517 b.c. -?), the great statesman from the Spring and Autumn period in China, after helping the King of Yue State to conquer and recover his country, retired to a secluded life here, with the most beautiful woman Lady Xishi. 

About the Translator:

范静哗（得一忘二）生于1965年，诗人，译者，出版有诗集与译诗集，诗作发表于中国大陆、台湾、美国、法国、新加坡等地的杂志与诗选。目前他居住在新加坡。

Fan Jinghua (1965-) is a poet and translator, and his poems appear in various literary magazines and anthologies in Mainland China, Taiwan, USA, France, and Singapore, etc. He currently lives in Singapore.