观张宏图所绘北美野牛系列
北美野牛背上
飞舞着仙鹤
九百零七年前
精妙绝伦的宋徽宗赵佶笔下
不可能有的相遇
深信国运祥瑞的宋徽宗拱手亡国，俘死异乡
我们曾经认识并叫得出名字的
都消失了
在龟岛，在北美大陆
多少灾难磨难劫难逐一临头
曾经叫不出名字消失了的
又都回来了
多少劫难磨难灾难临头
比高速公路上连环撞车堵车
比摩天大楼比肩接踵高耸入云更无望的时刻
低首，念着古老咒语
可以被消灭
未必会消失
就这么熬过去，就这么挺过去
比古老，比不了它，比宽阔，比不了它，比乌云浓垂，比 不了它
哪里是劫难尽头
野牛，那坚韧默默的存在
那风暴一样的卷刮不去
如大地，如大地
(2020.4.3)
Viewing Zhang Hongtu’s Bison Painting Series
Above the back of a bison
Flying cranes
Nine hundred seven years ago
Under the exquisite brush of Zhao Ji, Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty
This encounter would have been impossible
Emperor Huizong, taking cranes as an auspicious blessing for his reign, lost his empire,
died captive in a foreign land
Those whom we once knew by their names
All vanished
On Turtle Island, on the North American continent
How many calamities adversities woes had descended in succession
Those who once had no names and vanished
Have all come back again
How many woes adversities calamities had descended
Each moment more despairing than that of massive highway pileups
Than that of skyscrapers mushrooming and rising into the clouds
Heads bowed down, reciting ancient mantras
One can be eliminated
One may not vanish
Digging in like this, enduring like this
Nothing is more ancient than it is, nothing wider than it is, nothing more looming like dark clouds than it is
Where will be the end of woes?
Bison, that mute and persevering existence
Just as a tornado itself, not to be blown away by any force
Like the great earth, like the great earth
(April 3, 2020)
© Zhang Hongtu
诗的定义
在瘟疫挨门逐户
灭门绝户的白色恐怖中
人努力辨认自己细小的声音
(2020.2.16)
Definition of Poetry
In the white terror of
Plague annihilating people door by door
Humans try to recognize their own tiny voices
(February 16, 2020)
读加缪《鼠疫》
你在大海和直射的阳光下
看见死老鼠
你看见大量痛苦死去的
带血迹的老鼠
人与它们如此相似而不同
你越过它们和担惊受怕的人
不动声色
看见大海和直射的阳光
晃得你眼花刺痛
那黑暗的
正午
你看见关闭的门上
大写自由
以另一种囚禁
再现某一种囚禁
唯有
囚禁之中
方能渴求解放
唯有孤立
方能团结
“人的身上
值得赞赏的东西总是多于
应该蔑视的东西”
传瘟的死亡总是多于白石灰
大海里
有孤寂
有友谊
人与人如此不同而相似
(2020.3.11)
Reading Camus’ The Plague
Seaside under blazing sunlight
You see dead rats
You see numberless rats
Dying in agony, stained by blood
Humans and rats are similar yet so different
Beyond rats and fearful people
Emotionless
You see the sea and sunlight
Burning and blinding
That dark
Noon
On a shut door you see
Written in capital letters “FREEDOM”
To represent one kind of imprisonment
By another
Only
In confinement
Can one seek liberation
Only in isolation
Is solidarity
“There are more things to admire
In men
Than to despise”
Death that spreads epidemics is always more than quicklime
In the sea
Is solitude
Is friendship
Humans and humans are different yet so similar
(March 11, 2020)
沉默
我在天使岛上
用手指
在沙滩上写下
“沉默者胜”
(2018.6.25)
Silence
On Angel Island
With my finger
I wrote down in sand
“Those who were silent shall triumph”
(June 25, 2018)
All poems are translated from Chinese to English by the author.
