By River 瑩瑩 Dandelion
you had to know the currents, & the sun
stay shallow to keep warm in the waters.
you had to believe you…
stay shallow to keep warm in the waters.
you had to believe you…
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- By Dmitry BlizniukTranslated By Sergey Gerasimovapartments are crumbling in the explosions
like rotten tree stumps.
automobiles are burning like fluff… - By Dmitry BlizniukTranslated By Sergey Gerasimovthe basement. the remotest corner and an old man there
is curled into a thorny billiard ball.
the elbows… - By Asha Futtermanmy job used to be teaching a machine
to recognize complaints filed against police officers
that contained… - By Dmitry Blizniukквартири кришаться під вибухами
як трухляві пні.
автівки згорають немов тополиний пух.
тиша здувається
і… - By Dmitry Blizniukпідвал. дальній кут і там старий
згорнутий у колючу більярдну кулю.
лікті й коліна випирають крізь … - By Wen Gu黑色的岩石上，雨珠碎裂
青色的岩石上，星星一滴一滴溅落
一千年、一万年，古老的风在唱:
“一万个、一千个，相似的夜晚”
骆驼的背后，有历史的风暴升起
山羊的唇角，留着沙葱花的清香
别问我们祖先们的秘密
闪电已经刻在… - By Yuan Xin一条小巷道，长220米，宽6.3米。
26年前的早晨，席力图召西侧，
骑着单车走过；10年前元宵节的夜晚，步行而过。
“圪料街”遗址，瓦屋三间，坍圮的砖坯墙，
立在大街正中，柏油马路到这里截断。
墙砖摇摇欲坠，… - By A’Er这一刻是沙漠从云端耸起
沉下的是恒河之旅
那是洗不去的光阴
一个小时代的美好派对
一支雪茄飘出的哈瓦那
曾经还是左派的年月
格瓦拉的伏特加扁酒壶
塞进一张列侬和洋子的美颜照
那时我们多么热爱和平
其实… - By Wen GuTranslated By Wang PingRain breaks on black rocks
Stars fall, one by one, on blue stones
A thousand years, ten thousand years… - By Yuan XinTranslated By Wang PingA little lane, 220 meters long, 6.3 meters wide.
Twenty-six years ago, I biked past the west side of … - By A’ErTranslated By Wang PingIt rises from the desert into clouds
It sinks into the river of eternity
Time can’t wash away
Its short… - By River 瑩瑩 Dandelionwe wore watermelon husks to hide
lost cargo floating east to hong kong
water lilies & crickets our last… - By Frank X. WalkerThis was the first time
we really look at each other
and not be able to tell
who master the cruelest
who… - By Frank X. Walkeris just a fancy word white officers
use when they bark
roll over, nigger! or sit up and beg, boy!
—and … - By Frank X. WalkerCall her Moses, Conductor,
already Legend. Call her Nurse attending to open wounds.
Call her Thief, Grand… - By Frank X. Walkerat our estates
we sat on the side porch
stared at humble cabins
as young bucks
worked and sweated in the… - By Nakahara Chūya幾時代かがありまして
茶色い戦争ありました
幾時代かがありまして
冬は疾風吹きました
幾時代かがありまして
今夜此処での一と殷盛り
今夜此処での一と殷盛り
サーカス小屋は高い梁
そこに一つのブランコだ
見える… - By Nakahara ChūyaTranslated By Jeffrey AnglesThere have been so many eras
So many wars fought in brown
There have been so many eras
So many quick … - By Luke AllanA wood is a collection of distances between trees. America is a collection of distances between cicadas…