第一天

美丽的事业条纹相间,
两座海洋,一线孤岛,
脂肪是坚壁者唯一的星空。

小雨,小心,小规模群而乱党,
每一位中转旅客手提炸弹:
伪装的苹果、妄行或故乡。
披衣觉露滋,射线无透痕,
“咔”地一声,疑似
“嘭”地一下,人肉
手提明锁被撬的暗箱,
替真主求全:要有光,
于是就有了光;光头圆脑作僧看。

(2009/8/30 美国芝加哥)

The First Day

America, where beautiful endeavours unfurl like stripes on the flag,
Between two oceans, one isolated land,
Fat is a defensive measure under these stars.
Light rain, faint heart, small crowds unaligned,
Every transiting tourist carries a bomb:
A camouflaged apple, an incongruous act, a homeland.
“On my coat the damp chill of dew”

, a cold sweat as beams expose each scar,

Click — the sound of suspicion
Thump — of sudden flesh
Confidential cases, hand-carried, open locks pried apart,
Pray to Allah: let there be light,
And there will be light; become a monk and seek enlightenment to see.

(August 30, 2009, Iowa USA)

野兔

一个人拾草,一个人拾取天空。
草或天空贷自银行,
少壮轻年月,迟暮惜光辉。
一只野兔,替代无数只,
咀嚼俯仰有别的陈腐,
账目不清,硬梗哽若浑沦一物的无云。

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(2009/9/1 美国爱荷华)

The Hare

One gathers the grass, one gathers up the sky.
Grass and sky both on extended loan,
“The old begrudge the radiance of youth.”
A single hare, representing the multitudes,
Nodding and pondering various platitudes,
Accounts indecipherable, a stiff stem stuck like turmoil in a cloudless sky.

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(September 1, 2009, Iowa USA)

第三天

小鸟,
红衣红发,
远人初未识,
浑作朋克看,
葡萄架下,
初秋急迫至清晰,
狗儿清晰至急迫,
翻问石块,
检讨松鼠,
又一年,
火药填满果皮,
解放宇宙竞赛
团结扳机
至淤紫。

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(2009/9/2 美国爱荷华)

The Third Day

Little bird,
Red garb, red crest,
Far from home I didn’t know you at first,
Looking like some mixed-up punk
Under the vine trellis.
Early autumn’s urgency sets clarity in motion,
A dog’s clarity sets urgency in motion,
Interrogation of rocks,
Self-criticism by squirrels,
Another year,
Of ripened fruit exploding their skins,
The race to liberate the universe
Unifies the triggers that
Set this purple haze in motion.

September 2, 2009, Iowa USA

销烟

春心飞悬,体力民主。
柏拉图《理想国》
还魂:彼之度日也,
即琐屑之欲望,亦必
使之达到目的,有时沉溺于酒,
有时醉心于笛,有时饮水若狂,
有时禁食以消瘦,有时热心体育
而旋即诸事不问,有时一无所事
而忽然研究哲学。春林花多媚,春鸟
意多哀,春风复多情,吹我自治一生罗裳开。
春梦燎晚霞,庸碌扮
警察,竖直定例,
遍延吐纳者轻悄渡桥。

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(2009/9/3 美国爱荷华)

No Smoking

In springtime hearts soar at the power of democracy.
The very definition from Plato’s Republic
Revisited: those that live day to day,
Gratifying every trivial desire will inevitably
Reach this point, sometimes wallow in drink,
Enraptured by the music of flutes,
Other times swill water and diet compulsively,
Or fixate on gymnastics then neglect everything,
Idly do nothing, then abruptly take up philosophy. The spring woods are charming
with blossom, spring birdsong calls to me lamenting, spring breezes restore my
emotions and blow open any pretense of self-control.
Spring dreams glow like sunset. Until some ordinary Joe
In the guise of a cop, a stickler for protocol,
Orders the smoke breathers over the bridge
And compliantly they go.

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(September 3, 2009, Iowa USA)

同舟无济

这次有点不同。从布里亚特到佛蒙特，不同

追上了同舟的无济于事。只是疲劳。湖要求

正面放弃背面，要求船底闭上眼睛划破无底。

今天没有。贝加尔湖的平躺要求弗罗斯特的

林地有点不同：背面的桦树属于桦树它曾经

也是桦树。皮肤裂成的白可以记下没有的绿。

慢性。她有一只小小的药盒，帮她闭上眼睛

拖住进化的后腿。只是心动过速。鱼的起伏

要求星球平躺，放弃直立性低血压的猿与瀑。

白。哈达和药片。哈达属于药片它曾经也是

无济于事。只是更白。绕过白令海峡的免疫

系统要求大西洋放弃白得耀眼：银乃至水疱。

The Futility of the Same Boat

This time is a little different. From Buryatia to Vermont, difference

Has overtaken the futility of being in the same boat. Just exhausting. The lake requires

The surface to renounce what lies beyond, requires the hull’s closed eyes to pierce the bottomless depths.

Today is absence. The flat calm of Lake Baikal requires Foster’s

Woodland to be a little different: behind the house the birch tree is a birch tree

and was always

A birch tree. The white of splitting skin records the absence of green.

Slow and patient. She has a small medicine chest, to help her shut her eyes and hold back the retreat of evolution. Just the heart beating too fast. The ripple of fish

Requires the stars to recline, to renounce the vertical low blood pressure of apes and waterfalls.

Whiteness. Blessing scarves and pills. A blessing scarf is a pill and was always

Futile. Just whiter. Bypassing the immune system of the Bering Strait requires the Atlantic Ocean to renounce the blaze of whiteness: silver to the point of blistering.

Johnson, Vermont, July 20, 2018

病例：百合

为你织一潭泳衣，

为你织一身水蛭。

为你织万物前提。

为你：体液百合。

一橙一黄：为你。

既然：一日寻求

另一日替代天堂。

前提的体液允许

偷换百合：为你。

更好，也为更坏。

为你织斜枝两股，

为你织水花一双。

假装接力的万物

为你织纱窗之内：

蕊与瓣为你假装

拆松前提的水蛭。

（20180723 美国佛蒙特州约翰逊镇）

Case Notes: Lilies

I will weave for you a pool to swim in,

I will weave for you a suit of leeches.

I will weave for you the existence of all living things.

For you: the pure sap of lilies.

One orange, one yellow: for you.

Just as one day pursues the next

To stand in for paradise.

The existence of sap allows

A sly substitution of lilies: for you.

Even better: also for even worse.

I will weave for you two sloping limbs,

I will weave for you a pair of water blooms.

The feigned relay of all living things

Will weave for you the interior of a screen window:

Stamens and petals will pretend for you

To tear apart the existence of leeches.

Johnson, Vermont, July 23, 2018

现代性器

当代：有时，她
住在临时里。现代
是格林尼治时间
擒住的铁轨，着急，
茶汤咬盏。有时，
她强拆人造的现代，
她住在自焚念头
的当代里：黑烟甩
向俄国，进步的
等死之物无从拆起。


2011/7/3 上海

Modernity tool

The contemporary: Now and then, she
lives within the momentary. Modern times
mean Greenwich Mean Time
lives lived caught on the tracks, anxiety,
tea foam nipping at its bowls’ walls. Now and then,
she demolishes man-made modern times,
she lives within the ​​self-immolation of the thought
of the contemporary: black smoke pours
toward Russia, progress’s
awaiting death cannot be torn down.

Translation by David Perry

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