威尼斯二日游 IN VENICE, THINKING OF KASHGAR

venice (written on a city map) one yard of scents, with blossoms filled/ one passage through the midday sun/ one house, one water, one whole town/ one thousand years become one day/ they know it here, you'll die quite soon/ and everyone will come and say/ what you may claim, and what remains/ and then they're ready to depart/ cause what we are stays in this world/ what we have done, what we have heard/ one scent, one stone, one sound, one plan/ a plea that says please understand
MW June 2010

Photos from Venice: 威尼斯旅遊相冊

venedig (auf einem stadtplan notiert) ein hof im duft, mit blüten voll/ ein durchgang in der mittagszeit/ ein haus, ein wasser, eine stadt als wären 1000 jahr ein tag/ man weiss es hier, man stirbt recht bald und alle kommen, es zu sehen/ was bleibt, und was man noch erwirbt/ dann wollen sie auch wieder gehen/ denn was wir sind, bleibt in der welt/ was wir getan, was wir geschaut/ ein duft, ein stein, ein laut, ein plan/ und eine bitte um verstehen
MW 5. Juni 2010

nice

nice

we're not that nice
we suck up ants
or vacuum them if you prefer
the proper word
we are of rather mixed descent
and heritage we come from here
and there are many lands
we're from or relatives of us have lived
have fled or marched or killed were sent
were held did dwell found work and died
in many lands as I have said
so we eat pork we eat all kinds
of vegetables and additives
we can afford to pick and choose
our words and tongues to some extent
the languages we speak and read
include chinese and latvian
we write chinese I don't speak dutch
or latvian but I have learned
some french and some romanian
some russian and I understand
some people sometimes but not all
not all the people every time
speak japanese or german bless allah
the lands and berries we are from
the pines the birch and chestnut trees
the oaks the roses everywhere
on walls the many kinds of leaves
and bless the ants bless all the bugs
we eat root out produce pass on
god bless the sand the waves the gulls
the rain the playmates and the wind
the sounds our son has formed the feet
the words and phrases we can hear
god bless the fear to overcome
to run to try to start anew
god bless us when we like the land
god bless us when we like our kind
god bless us when we feel the sun
we'll come again we leave and pray
god bless us all when we are done

MW July 2010

ウイーン

vienna

to see the statues how they're sitting
above the gate when you ride by
to see the glowing lights transmitting
through window panes as shadows glide
a streetcar takes you through the maze
when you grew up your heart was like
or was it like an open book
you're riding on, you want to say
you ride your bike, and as you gaze
you sometimes get a better look
than yesterday, the day before
the day before another day
or maybe not. you'll look some more
and when you die
maybe you'll sit and seem alive

MW March 2010

自然醒

Wake Up Naturally - Hung Hung


Don't you call me
Let me wake up like the flowers
Let me wake up like a kitten
Let me wake up naturally
Just like tea leaves in hot water

Let me finish my dream and give me time to forget
Forget those sleepy carriages
The empty morning repetitions
The counting of sheep jumping over the fence
And the punch-card alarm clock - rring!

I will wake up naturally
From a hopeless love
I will wake up naturally
From a Confucian revolution
(you know it won't do and you do it)
I will wake up naturally
When I wake up it is day
Ships have launched
Cell phones are full of unanswered calls
and the rain has stopped
It's too late to welcome spring
I am springtime
stretching myself
preparing to
sprint three times around the earth

Published 2009 on the first page of Hung Hung's new poetry collection
Tr. MW Sept. 2009

http://blog.roodo.com/hhung/archives/10819731.html

http://blog.chinatimes.com/openbook/archive/2009/08/23/428556.html

http://blog.roodo.com/hhung/archives/10442611.html

http://blog.roodo.com/book686/archives/9911213.html

http://blog.roodo.com/hhung/archives/9850967.html

natuerlich erwachen

bitte ruf mich nicht
lass mich erwachen wie eine blume
lass mich erwachen wie eine katze
lass mich ganz von selbst erwachen
wie teeblaetter im heissen wasser

lass mich einen traum zu ende traeumen und gib mir zeit zu vergessen
diese schlaefrigen abteile
die leere morgenwiederholung
das zaehlen der schaefchen, wenn sie den zaun ueberspringen
und den zaehlkartenwecker - rring!

ich werde ganz von selbst erwachen
aus einer hoffnungslosen liebe
ich werde ganz von selbst erwachen
aus einer 'konfuzianischen' revolution
du weisst es wird nicht geh'n und tust's
ich werde ganz von selbst erwachen
wenn ich wach bin, ist es tag
und das schiff ist abgefahren
mein handy ist voller bitten um rueckruf
auch der regen ist fertig
es ist zu spaet, um den fruehling willkommen zu heissen
ich selbst bin der fruehling
ich strecke mich
zur vorbereitung
und sprinte dreimal um die erde

MW Uebers. Herbst 2009

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要看對方。很久沒去跳舞。維也納每年二月份左右有很多舞會，就是狂歡節的時候。這次我表弟他們約我們去我們家附近維也納音樂廳的舞會，結果幾天前我們全家上吐下瀉，第二天就是除夕，維也納中文學校有活動，我們兩個大人都不能去，至少我父母帶我女兒參加了那除夕活動。我的姥姥常說她有時候一個人在家里唱歌、跳舞。她今年99歲。有時候我也跟她一樣。

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