outland poetry
anthology
诗选
Frank O'Hara
Death
1
If half of my body
Birds were strung gray crown
Vines in the middle of my promise
The real truth is that I am a poet
Endured my eyes
Filled with tears of red,
2
How many more serious risks
The pain out of coincidence and the vitality of what I
The yield, as a tree on fire! -
Because every day is another perspective
Looked tentative in the past
The light cast on the day firmly in the progressive
This is simply nothing to do with history; this is me.
3
And that the other half
I do where I control
Each of my proclivity
And adapt to my ribs like a glove
4
I was not accepted by the betrayal of that
In the abstract as it is in the insight?
And dragging it to the joints
Across the much-lined (?) Eyes
Best known by way of our times?
5
The wind blew laughter came from the phone
This ambiguity is not enough to assert that not enough
A person's nature, it does not apply to me,
6
I did not die. Nothing left, not to mention the "used to talk about,"
As long as I have not back down
I'm trying something new and will succeed, as in the past.
Lo Chi Translation
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Spleen
I know too much
About things, I accept too
Too much, as it is
Vomiting. And I have
Nourishment from those
Naughty baggage where I
Know too much
On others and their
What to do, and accepted
I hate too much,
Like I do not know
What is the significance it has for me.
And what is the meaning for it
Them, I know, and disgust.
Lo Chi Translation
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Like
Nothing,
Lingua franca of the methods can be abstract:
The period of a sublime mind
When the pain continued to the end of a sentence:
Went, gone.
And you're still on the dock,
Smoke has not yet dispersed from New York Bay,
Jim Hall at noon I sat waiting for George
He is doing off the work stage,
Then there are two girls screaming in the last row.
I think they had slept last night.
But who did not have to sleep in this? It was a spring night.
George has slept about the same.
And now the ship was gone
Drift to far, sheets, windows, streets, telephone, and noise:
I can not go there,
Even long-distance swimmer like me no good.
Lo Chi Translation
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My heart
I do not want to cry a never-ending
I will not be laughing a never-ending day,
I do not like a "fatigue" is better than another,
I have a direct reflection of poor quality films,
Not just one up_set_, but also popular,
The first round of screening over the kind of output. I wanted
At least as alive as a layman. If
I was embarrassed about worship, and said, "so to
Unlike Frank it! "Oh my God! I
Not always dressed in brown and gray suit endless,
I? No, I will wear overalls to the opera,
Regular. I want my feet naked
I want my face shaven clean, and my heart -
You can not calculating heart is, but
The best part is that my poetry is wide open.
Lo Chi Translation
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A "berry cape," Pullover (To George Montgomery)
It is close to my body,
This is the reason. I do what I want to do.
In the bleak New Hampshire
Replaced by a black bug dawn sky blue,
With its claws sounded slightly despair. Sad
Glass, and the children's venereal pretty. Hay
Swelling in the nose. We're going to
Participate in Laconia's motorcycle race
And restore calm and warm all
Note: Laconia, an ancient Greek kingdom of south-eastern Peloponnese, the capital was Sparta.
Lo Chi Translation
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Wife
He waited, but not without
A lot of trouble if he were allowed to laugh
A nightingale with his guitar.
He prefers to call Andiyamo! (?)
But alas! No one will come
Even if the dew is complete sinking
Suitable farewell. Ah, how painful beat
His hairy chest! Because he is
A man, suffering a humiliation.
The moon is like a mediocre indecent
Put up the ubiquitous small lemon
Sobbing pine forest, and if there
Radius of the radius of a swan
Let's twelve square miles
Strangle it. We, too, worries.
He is a man like you and me, erection
In the cold, dark night. Silence
Manipulating his guitar too clumsy
Baba like a wet overalls.
If the grass is full of snake saliva.
He alone eagerly accepted the stars.
If no one came running to him
Ladder hanging down the spectacular,
Firm thighs toward his lights,
We do a lot of trouble, lie-flat
Feet point to the sun, our faces
Gradually become smaller in the vast darkness.
Lo Chi Translation
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Poetry
Dense mass of pain ruthless
And if they can do,
A person's head will be crushed
Not uttered Nujiao.
This is a cruel mystery.
We meet on the street
Our hands in our pockets
And growled fiercely at each other
If we were in a cloud of rage against the dying of pain
Or two groups in our energetic time.
Many things have to condemn us;
And sometimes when I forget
What we really cruel things to do
I often had to bite my tongue
To avoid feel guilty.
Lo Chi Translation
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Literary Biography
When I was a child
I play
In a corner of the campus
Completely alone.
I hate dolls
Hate the game, the animals
Not friendly birds
All flew away.
If people come to me
I hid in a tree
Exclaimed, "I
Orphans. "
And I am here, in the
The center of all beautiful!
Writing these poems!
Imagine!
Translation DONGBEI
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Today
Oh! Kangaroo, gold coins, chocolate soda!
You're beautiful! Pearl,
Harmonica, plastic sugar, aspirin! All
They often talk about the material
Still makes a poem a surprise!
These things with us every day
Even in the beachhead and bier. They
Really interesting. They are strong like a rock.
Translation DONGBEI
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Eva Maria
American mothers
Let your boy go to the movies!
Do not let them out of the house, they know what you're doing
Health benefits of fresh air this is true
But that growth of the soul in the dark
How I was and the image is embossed into the silver
When you are old could not be any old
They do not hate you
They will not comment you that they do not know
They will be in a fascinating country
Them in a Saturday afternoon or playing truant for the first time to understand
They may even thank you
Because of their first sexual experience
It only took you 25 cents
Subversion of the family and there is no peace
They will know from where lollipop
Also free popcorn
Before the movie ended to leave the non-payment of money
Governance in the Baltic with the road of happy strangers apartment
Bridge near Fort William
Oh, you make these kids mothers
So happy because if nobody knew them at the cinema
They will not know the difference between
And if that is an accident to know who is cheap
No matter how they will be really happy
Rather than wandering around in the yard
Or in the room
Hate you too early
Since the addition to stay away from vulgar joke
Under any of you do not do something very meaningful
The latter is inexcusable
So do not blame me if you do not accept this proposal
Family will be broken
Your children grow up blind in front of the TV
Watch
You are not allowed them to see their youth film
Translation DONGBEI
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To the film industry in crisis
Not you, thin and dark quarterly journal
Ant raid considered arrogant,
Not you, experimental theater, excited the desire to achieve a
Insight and poetry is the conclusion of the marriage for life, not you,
Walking is a great drama, was like a one ear (though you
Is close to my heart), but you, the film industry,
I love you!
In times of crisis, we must once again decide who we love.
And just to praise it: not praise the old-fashioned nurse, she taught me
How bad or not bad to get better (and her recent use of
This information), the Catholic Church is not a compliment
It is a common entertainment at best, too serious introduction
Not praise the American Legion, which hates everybody, but to praise you,
Glorious screen, the special magic splendor film, sentimental film industry,
Extension of the lens and the amazing memories stereo, all your
The sacred dimension, echo and idol! To Richard.巴塞尔梅斯
When the "tolerable" barefoot boy wearing underwear
Janet. McDonald flaming lips and long hair, long neck.
Su. Carroll, as she sat in a broken fender on the car, smiling
Waiting for eternity, Ginger. Rogers and sausage-like in her casual
Floating shoulder curls, peach sound Fred. Asi Tan feet
Eric. Van. Straw Heim, lures climbers gasped spouse,
Each of you (I can not decide is to choose Johnny. Wes Muller
Or Lex. Buck, I can not! ), May. Hui wire sled sitting on fur shop,
She's brilliant and a great record, the number of non Lu moon. Hua Lun Tinuo,
Smash it with enthusiasm, but also as the moon, like the elegant Norma. Sihler,
Miliyamu. Hopkins threw the bottle of champagne Joe. Mark Corley's yacht
Cried the gorgeous ocean, Clark. Gabriel rescued Jenny from Russia. Iron Benny
Alain. Jones slope from Kazakhstan. Nigeria to rescue a kitty iron. Carlisle,
Cornell. Wilde coughing blood on the keyboard of the piano while Moller. Aobi dragon in verbal abuse,
Marilyn. Monroe was in her rickety little spikes across the Niagara Falls,
Confused Joseph. Cotton, confused Olsen. Wells, Dorothy. Dell. Leo
Orchid lunch and break a mirror, Goro Leah. Swanson decumbens with,
And Jane. Haer Luo recumbency with the twist, Alice. Fay was the decumbens
Twisted singing, Mana. Loy quiet and wise, William. Virginia Poe
To keep moving and graceful, Elizabeth. Taylor, flowering, yes, praise you
Also all the other people praise you, great, close to great, well-known, additional
Rapid transitions and return in a dream of you saying one or two lines,
I love you!
I hope that you can use the magic of play, stay and speak illuminate the space,
Perhaps the world's money will cover you shine
After a long day when you rest your face in the lamp
We are in the cards in the mold, often at night the way the arrival of the clouds
Only the gods in the manipulation of galaxies. This is a sacred precedent
You immortal! Scroll bar, celluloid tape, because the great also continued rotation of the Earth!
Translation DONGBEI
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