Dusk
by Nanren tr. Fan Jinghua
Dearie
as dusk is falling
please walk me for a while
At this moment, with leaves fallen
the naked branches are hung with hands of clocks
With the stir of wind
an array of leaves burn its way off my feet
Those street cleaners
pick up some remains from the ground
Dearie
as dusk is falling
walk me for a while, please
Old women in the setting sun
Gazing at the backs of children going away
Are left with scattered toys they can stroke piece after piece
The dust inside the room comes through the sunlight
As I turn to look at it, full of pity
it crawls up along my legs
toward the envelope in my hand
A sigh is bumped off the bench at the distant cries of a crow
Outside the window
snow is up and downy
On the each side of the lane
ghosts housed in graves are sitting on the tops of the mounds
In the roadside trees
birds are meditating:
between the two skeletons in the tomb
who is a he
who is a she
Dearie
as dusk is falling
walk me for a while, please
Shades of human beings are wobbling in the display windows
the dark hulls drive past fast
on the road
and a train zips by
A suicide then gets up from the rails
whisking off the dirt
and toward the distance swaggering off
I reach my neck and after a touch
my hand is blood-soaked
All that are shut in during the day
are now bared, those
sounds, images, fleshes and lamps
A moth orbits around the globe for several circles in no time
and through every window
women are seen in bath
Dearie
now
as the darkness of night is clearing
walk me for a while, please
暮
南人
亲爱的
当暮色就要来临
请陪我走走
此刻 叶落
光秃秃的树枝上挂满了钟的指针
风起
一阵叶子从我的脚下焚烧过去
打扫街道的人
把一些残骸从地上捡起
亲爱的
当暮色就要来临
请陪我走走
夕阳里的老妇
望着走远的孩子
手里摸着摆了一地的玩具
屋内的灰尘从阳光里走过
我怜悯地朝它望去
它便顺着我的双腿爬上来
直爬到我手里捏着的一只信封里
板凳上的一声叹息被远处的鸦声颠掉在地
窗外雪起
窗外雪起
沿小路两侧
墓中的亡灵坐于坟顶
路边的树上
鸟在沉思
墓中的两具骨架
哪个是男
哪个是女
亲爱的
当暮色来临
请陪我走走
橱窗里人影晃动
黑黝黝的壳从马路上
匆匆驶过
火车远去
卧轨自杀的人从地上爬起
拍拍身上的泥土
朝远处扬长而去
我摸摸自己的脖子
满手是血
白天关闭的
此刻都裸露着
那些声音 画面 肉体以及灯
一只飞蛾顷刻间绕地球仪飞了几圈
从所有的窗户里都可以看见
女人在洗澡
亲爱的
此刻
当夜色已尽
请陪我走走
Showing posts with label 南人. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 南人. Show all posts
Saturday, June 21, 2008
Nanren: At Dusk I Hitch Up a Cart
One poem by Nanren
黄昏时分,我套上牛车
南人
黄昏时分
我套上牛车
去一块庄稼地
收拾 砍倒一地的麦子
面对这片麦地
想起一个女子曾在这里做爱
想起一座城池曾在这里倒塌
想起一条河流曾在这里流干
而一次次死亡之后
这片割光了的麦地明年又会长出可怕的庄稼
黄昏时分
我套上牛车
满载这一堆能长出尸体的尸体
去养活一个村庄
At Dusk I Hitch Up a Cart
by Nanren tr. Fan Jinghua
At dusk
I hitch an ox to the cart
Heading for a lot of cropland
Baling the felled wheat in the field
The wheat on this soil
Reminds of a woman who once made love here
Of a city whose walls and battlements crumbled
Of a river that ran dry, its course disappeared
After deaths over deaths, terrible crops
Will in the coming year grow out again on this tract now cleared of wheat
At dusk
I hitch an ox to my cart
Loaded with corpses that will produce more corpses
To nourish a village
黄昏时分,我套上牛车
南人
黄昏时分
我套上牛车
去一块庄稼地
收拾 砍倒一地的麦子
面对这片麦地
想起一个女子曾在这里做爱
想起一座城池曾在这里倒塌
想起一条河流曾在这里流干
而一次次死亡之后
这片割光了的麦地明年又会长出可怕的庄稼
黄昏时分
我套上牛车
满载这一堆能长出尸体的尸体
去养活一个村庄
At Dusk I Hitch Up a Cart
by Nanren tr. Fan Jinghua
At dusk
I hitch an ox to the cart
Heading for a lot of cropland
Baling the felled wheat in the field
The wheat on this soil
Reminds of a woman who once made love here
Of a city whose walls and battlements crumbled
Of a river that ran dry, its course disappeared
After deaths over deaths, terrible crops
Will in the coming year grow out again on this tract now cleared of wheat
At dusk
I hitch an ox to my cart
Loaded with corpses that will produce more corpses
To nourish a village
Labels:
contemporary Chinese poetry,
Nanren,
南人,
当代汉语诗
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Nanren: The Shepherd & Lightness
Nanren's Two Poems: The Shepherd & Lightness
牧羊人
南人
我是一匹牵着羊群的狼
它们的祖辈早已被我吃光
因为这一个错误
我不得不将这群可怜的羊儿抚养
青青的草原上我老眼昏花
握紧赶羊的鞭儿
走进那一片夕阳
The Shepherd
by Nanren tr. Fan Jinghua
I am a wolf, attending to a herd of sheep
after I have eaten up all their ancestors
And because of this blunder
I have to foster this poor stock
The greenness of the grass makes me dizzy
And I, with a whip in my grip
Walk into the last piece of sunrays
轻
南人 作
拿起一把剪刀
朝照片上长得没有哪儿不像我的那个家伙的
脑袋
一刀剪去
而剩下的事情应该如何了结
就这样手持凶器面对一张剪去脑袋的照片
像一个自杀后的木偶
刚满一岁的女儿走过来
从我的手中将剪刀拿走
在一片空空旷旷的花园里
她用一件凶器当作自己的玩具
Lightness
by Nanren tr. Fan Jinghua
With a pair of scissors
I stab into a photo and cut out a head of a guy who
looks exactly
like me
The rest of the case comes to its own end
As I hold the criminal tools, standing in front of a portrait without a head
I am like a puppet accomplished a suicide
My one-year-old daughter comes along
and takes from my hand the scissors
In a garden where there is nothing but emptiness
She uses my criminal tools as her toys
About the poet:
Nanren (“Southern Man”), pseudonym of YU Xi, was born in 1972 in a county from Jiangsu, China. He majored in Chinese in Beijing Normal University from 1990, and perhaps because of this he is associated with the so-called The Lower Body poet group, many key figures of which are also from that University. However, it seems that his poetry before 1996 does not show as many shared features with the group as his later work, and the poems here are from the earlier period.
南人,1972年生,原名于希,江苏泰县人,1990年入北京师范大学中文系,不知何时成为下半身的同人。他的诗有一种看似轻松的深沉,尤其是1996年前的作品,似乎不像他后来的作品那样与下半身写作更加一致,以上两首诗选自他的早期诗歌。
牧羊人
南人
我是一匹牵着羊群的狼
它们的祖辈早已被我吃光
因为这一个错误
我不得不将这群可怜的羊儿抚养
青青的草原上我老眼昏花
握紧赶羊的鞭儿
走进那一片夕阳
The Shepherd
by Nanren tr. Fan Jinghua
I am a wolf, attending to a herd of sheep
after I have eaten up all their ancestors
And because of this blunder
I have to foster this poor stock
The greenness of the grass makes me dizzy
And I, with a whip in my grip
Walk into the last piece of sunrays
轻
南人 作
拿起一把剪刀
朝照片上长得没有哪儿不像我的那个家伙的
脑袋
一刀剪去
而剩下的事情应该如何了结
就这样手持凶器面对一张剪去脑袋的照片
像一个自杀后的木偶
刚满一岁的女儿走过来
从我的手中将剪刀拿走
在一片空空旷旷的花园里
她用一件凶器当作自己的玩具
Lightness
by Nanren tr. Fan Jinghua
With a pair of scissors
I stab into a photo and cut out a head of a guy who
looks exactly
like me
The rest of the case comes to its own end
As I hold the criminal tools, standing in front of a portrait without a head
I am like a puppet accomplished a suicide
My one-year-old daughter comes along
and takes from my hand the scissors
In a garden where there is nothing but emptiness
She uses my criminal tools as her toys
About the poet:
Nanren (“Southern Man”), pseudonym of YU Xi, was born in 1972 in a county from Jiangsu, China. He majored in Chinese in Beijing Normal University from 1990, and perhaps because of this he is associated with the so-called The Lower Body poet group, many key figures of which are also from that University. However, it seems that his poetry before 1996 does not show as many shared features with the group as his later work, and the poems here are from the earlier period.
南人,1972年生,原名于希,江苏泰县人,1990年入北京师范大学中文系,不知何时成为下半身的同人。他的诗有一种看似轻松的深沉,尤其是1996年前的作品,似乎不像他后来的作品那样与下半身写作更加一致,以上两首诗选自他的早期诗歌。
Labels:
contemporary Chinese poetry,
Nanren,
南人,
当代汉语诗
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