another of Mary Tang’s translations on her blog Life is But This
Month: March 2017
Farewell my Lady in Jin County by Wang An Shi (translation)
another translation from the Chinese by Mary Tang on her blog Life is But This
from an untitled poem by Raid Hernandez Novas
She was born for love, she burns in love, sensing the fruit,
for love her waist has grown like the world’s edges,
and a deep peace springs from her hair and her dress.
translated by Katherine M. Hedeen
Carpet: for Lourdes Casal by Nancy Morejon
The idea of a poem
comes in through the window,
perhaps performed, with no notice.
Did I maybe manage to fool
so much lost longing. . .?
It’s as if a carpet,
as if someone placed
a carpet at my feet
and now steady I should take
sharp flights, with benevolence
of that reader whose dream nested
the reading of Boti. . .
I can’t. . .
Oh steady dream,
oh clear sails toward my red body. . .
And the idea of the poem
is no longer,
is no longer.
translated by Katherine M. Hedeen
‘Occasional Poem on Returning Home’ 2/2 by He Zhi Zhang (translation)
another translation from the Chinese by Mary Tang on her blog Life is But This
from I’ll Sell You A Dog by Juan Pablo Villalobos
And then, just when it seemed like nothing else could happen, everything shifted, as if some joker had moved it all around, and suddenly there were stockings in the fridge, broken light bulbs under my pillow, the cockroaches were reading Proust, the dead grew tired of being dead and the past was no longer what it had been.
translated by Rosalind Harvey
Speaking of Old Times by Bai Yu Chan (translation)
another translation by Mary Tang on her blog Life is But This
where one goes
where one goes
is often a culmination
of where one’s been
another day, another year, without you: for my mother
cooking fra diavolo sauce
with linguine
in your honor
on this day
that passes
once again
without you
with a nod to Luis Lorente
what do they want
these dead
huddled along the walls
whispering in corners
eyes that plead
for some kind of resolution
leaving the regret
the remorse
heavy in the air