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王家新的诗

Poems by Wang Jiaxin,

约翰·巴尔科姆译

Translated by John Balcom

作者简介:

王家新:诗人、批评家、翻译家,1957年生于湖北省丹江口市,武汉大学中文系毕业,2006年起被中国人民大学文学院聘任为教授、博士生导师。著有诗集、诗论集、随笔集和译诗集近五十种。作品被译成多种文字出版,其中包括德文诗选《哥特兰的黄昏》《晚来的献诗》《日记诗》、克罗地亚文诗选《夜行火车》、荷兰文诗选《黎明的灰烬》以及英文诗选《变暗的镜子》等。

Bio of the Author

Wang Jiaxin: poet, critic, and translator, born in 1957 in Danjiangkou City, Hubei Province. He graduated from the Department of Chinese Language and Literature at Wuhan University and has served as professor and doctoral supervisor at the School of Literature, Renmin University of China since 2006. He has published nearly fifty volumes, including poetry collections, poetic essays, literary essays, and translated poetry. His works have been translated into multiple languages and published abroad, including German editions such as "Twilight on Gotland," "Late Offerings," and "Poems from a Diary," Croatian edition "Night Train," Dutch edition "Ashes of Dawn," and English edition "The Darkened Mirror."

布莱希特

“不要往墙上钉钉子”

——布莱希特如是说。

可是我们已往墙上钉了那么多,

除了一些黑洞

什么也没有挂上。

Bertolt Brecht

“No need to drive a nail into the wall”*

—that’s what Brecht said.

But we’ve already hammered in so many,

We’ve hung nothing on the wall

Other than a few dark holes.

有人

有人说得太多,有人一生沉默

有人“在奥斯维辛演奏小提琴

就像在尸体上跳舞”

有人在黑暗中保持着灼人的视力

面对强光眼睛却瞎了

有人写灾难的诗,也有人请我写

就像在尸体上跳舞

有人再次走上红地毯,有人

折入一条森林小径

满地松针,比我们的眼睛湿润

2023,12

Someone

Someone talks too much, someone lives in silence

Someone says: “playing a violin in Auschwitz

is just like dancing on a corpse”

Someone’s eyes burn in the dark

But are blinded by bright light

Someone writes disaster poems, others ask me to do so

Just like dancing on a corpse

Someone walks down the red carpet again, someone

Turns down a small path through the woods

Pine needles carpeting the ground, moister than our eyes

November 2023

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