outland poetry
anthology
诗选
Nina Cassian
I leave these walls
I leave these walls
I painted above the blood -
It was a brutal massacre.
I flew over the city at the moment
Not as a Chagall bride
Her side is her bridegroom, who violinist
And I was like a nightmare with wings
With a biography of the whole dirty feathers.
Perhaps I should have left
Alone before being killed,
People were felled indiscriminately felling ax before
Let cannibal siphoning off brain before
I may -
But who knows put a limit?
We wait, we are always waiting,
Haste the day gone, life rapidly away;
Black worms dig their channel
In our bones: in our eyes
The milk has soured during the day
Swelling of the tongue of our love like a scolding of the mollusk
But, behold, I had left the house that the Holocaust
Now I am a nightmare of a bird;
Everybody hears the voice of my wings,
No one can recognize me.
(Cui Weiping translation)
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I wrote almost all random
All to threaten me.
I call a seagull
Its shadow will be to cover me,
It is the shadow of mouth through my head,
Visions of a bloody flowing on my face.
"Hunger" will overflow my eyes
Melt my entrails
As for the "goodbye"
It uprooted my love
Open my arm
The results of everything fall to the ground
Writing them, I want them free
But they only know how to capture and swallow
Only when the killer was when they did the liberation of
They do not believe the lives of other Poems
(Cui Weiping translation)
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Rabbit
Rabbit
The invention of the kind of scream
Induce sympathy for hunters
Although the hunters or the dog
Never been scared away
Not to pinch its body
Like a leather glove and hold the
With a body temperature of just
Rabbit
Just invented that scream
(More bold than it thought)
To face death
Rabbit
It's dramatic and funny scream
Is it only on the concept of a solemn
(Cui Weiping translation)
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Singing and bark
He slept in my bed like a big lizard, he said.
He said a lot.
He, like a honeycomb, full of golden color, buzzing sounds, will cut the words.
I use words to answer - they are combined, divorce, and composite,
They kiss each other, bite each other, they are singing and barking.
He said, I do not weight lifting,
Let me give you the breast, until exhausted, ecstasy ecstasy.
He was good at words
And give milk.
Believe me.
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Young vampire
Initially, the shy, his body wrapped around
My neck, to the wonderful melody volute,
I wrapped the case in the neck
The melody of the bracelet,
I almost lean on him askance,
Triangle ugly head
And his voice weak bones.
Then, the first bite,
I feel great comfort comfortable.
Then thinning in strange throat.
It becomes more pure colors
And the more I dig the more empty, as if to purgatory.
After that, I became very thin,
Wings are sitting tight on my neck
Sip, sip me.
The more rocking his wings more presumptuous,
His eyes burned like two letters
- But I dare not approach reading.
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Then
First heard crows.
And pigeons.
And then someone cleaning, twist
Cheap carpet, water dripping
The sink. Then
Wheels scream.
Tilt the wind. Then
Broom whisper. Sea
Towing. You hear
Afternoon Sky Gate
Rotate smoothly open.
Leaves begin to lengthy
Travel. You hear
Sleeping bird. Perhaps
Cat walk, cat
In her mouth, as she walked through the background.
Again and is a dove. Then
Water dripping sink. Then
The distant sea. Then
Autumn.
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Youthful memories
Alone in the empty sea.
I stand naked lonely beach,
Sea naked and empty.
A dragon-shaped kite flying,
With black heads and red eyes, whispering
The language of black and red paper.
Only that what he saw me naked,
Red and black in the summer of hands -
And he fled to the sun, to forget
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Kiss
Or even tens of thousands of times - who knows!
I have never counted us kiss ︰
My fruit, squirrels, carnations,
The river - my knife!
I can sleep in your mouth, dreaming,
There singing, die
Over and over again;
That mouth is a deep port
_Set_tled after a long journey place overnight,
Has been reached, but still want to it ... ...
They are the war - we kiss -
Heavy, slow, tragic loss,
Blood, sound, memory are all involved.
Oh, how I envy you drink the water,
You say -
Your blue ... sigh ...
Jealous of our mouths
Unfair separation!
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Remember
You have forgotten me?
I forget you?
I can not
Stripped of the memories from me.
I still lust for pain.
Why should I forget -
The anointing oil, as glossy -
Treat me good absorption, good radiation, the cells easily frightened?
I need your body's authority,
Like a tombstone-like pressure on me,
Bury me!
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