套袋水果

章建平


她们一生，都只能在黑暗中活着
以保护的名义隔离，阳光、雨露
甚至一个善意的微笑
那些罩袍里的女人
像极了，被套袋的水果


Bagged Fruits

By Zhang Jianping


Their entire lives, they can only live in darkness
Isolated in the name of protection, from sunlight, rain and dew
Even a kind smile
Those women in veils
Are rather like bagged fruits

铜秤盘

曹正峰


放上地图，轻了
放上一张债务清单，重了
放上记事本，刚好平衡

我则轻若无物


The Copper Scale Pan

By Cao Zhengfeng


Place a map on it, too light
Place a list of debts, too heavy
Place a notebook, perfectly balanced

And I weigh almost nothing

眼界

章洪波


小时候，看见山抱着水
长大了，看见水抱着山
现在，看见山和水
都被风抱着……


Vision

By Zhang Hongbo


As a child, I saw mountains embracing water
Growing up, I saw water embracing mountains
Now, I see both mountains and water
embraced by the wind…

最小女儿要我画树

大山


谁知却被我画驼了

还想再画上几片叶，几粒果子
却遭女儿阻止，并立马抢过画板，叫嚷着
别画了，别画了，再画上去
树就会被压得更驼了


My Youngest Daughter Asked Me to Draw a Tree

By Dashan


But unintentionally I drew it hunched

I wanted to add a few leaves, and a few fruits
she stopped me and snatched the drawing board, shouting:
Stop! Stop! They
Will make the tree bend even lower

落叶

燃烧的雪


整个大树都为你形销骨立
整个秋天都为你慢慢放凉

每年这个时候，也有东西
从我身上掉下来


Fallen Leaves

By Burning Snow


The entire tree thins to the bone for you
The entire autumn cools itself slowly for you

At this time of year, something
Falls off my body

危险仍在

林映辉


听！奥辛维斯集中营传来了枪声
橄榄林传来了枪声，昆明街头传来了枪声……
伊莱娜倒下，洛尔迦倒下，闻一多倒下……
危险不在于国籍
而在于你拿着笔


Danger Remains

By Lin Yinghui


Listen! Gunshots echo from Auschwitz Concentration Camp,
From olive groves, and from Kunming streets…
Ileana falls, Lorca falls, Wen Yiduo falls…
The danger lies not in nationality
But in the pen you wield

扑克之诗

尹继雄


总有一张，是主宰一切的王
那些把每个角色的命运
玩转于手心的人
运筹你赢得了那局
随时也会掌控你输掉这一局


A Poem of Poker

By Yin Jixiong


There's always one, the King, dominating all
Those who shuffle the fates of all roles
In their palms
Mastermind your winning that game
Yet losing this one