伊禾[重庆] 放逐（外二首）[汉英对照,赵曼 译]
伊禾[重庆]
放逐（外二首）
我想奔跑
抖动身上迷人的豹纹
山脉是谁的领地
白云照耀，还有坡地、溪流
这初夏，来得急
我还需放慢身子，缓缓道出闪电和雷雨
那些过往和今天
消融的残雪，明天仍是忧伤的遗忘
但我的蹄印
必须印在这灰暗的时光废纸上
山中
我内心平坦
不必在崖前陡峭，也不去想
溪水里蜿蜒什么
瀑布听了，听松果轻落，心中
一阵悄然的震颤
待到古寺暮鼓响起，我已没有
多余的残晖
耳畔传来自己的声音——“习惯以宁静为醒
以虚无为梦"
哦，负了青涩的春晨
不能再负掉金色的黄昏
只愿在峡谷里
开一家店
不屯积虎啸，不分零熊爪
只售卖
山猫的脚步声
河之界
河床开始空了
并没什么阻挡你与我
隔河凝望
孤独是散落两岸的蝉
今夜，风雨兼程的词句难以入眠
无人岛没有门扉用来打开
红酒已饮尽
找不到适合的路径分开寂寥
每个人都在寻求自己的圆
黑白图腾中，清晰地浮出河之界
隔岸的人，是相对的
怀揣时光的流逝
一万个理由能否说出，独对的灯盏
Yi He [Chonqing]
An Exile (and other two poems)
I want to run
with the fascinating leopard print of my body vibrating
Who is the hold of the mountain?
When there are shimmering clouds, downwards slopes and streams
The young summer comes in hurry
what else do I need is pacing down, slowly tell the flash and the thunderstorm
Those in the past as well as today
The melting snow, and tomorrow continues to be the forgiveness of sorrow
Whatever, my hoof prints must be imprinted
on the waste paper of the dim and dark time
Among the Mountains
With a smooth heart, I do
not care the steepness at the edge of cliffs, or imagine
nothing about what twist and turn in the brooks
Hearing the sound of waterfalls, and then the falls of pine cones
a slight shaking, quietly, arises in my heart
No more light of the setting sun from me,
as long as the drum sound from the ancient temple is in a running
My own voice drifts back into my ears — “Be habituated to wake up with tranquility,
while having a dream with nihility”
Oh, if a green morning of spring was lost
do not lose the gold dusk
All I wish is running a store,
inside the canyon, without
hoarding up tigers’ growls, or sharing bears’ pawns
merely, what I sell is
the sound of steps of wild cats
The Edge of A River
A river bed drains off, leaving it bone dry,
form here nothing can cease the eye contacts across the river
between you and me
Loneliness cries as cicadas scattering around on river sides
Tonight, the words with wind and rain traverse sleeplessly
A no-ones island free from gates cannot be opened
The wine has been drunk off, but
Loneliness stays because there is no way to detach it
Each individual is seeking the own circle apiece
The edge of a river emerges from the black-and-white diagram
Who are separated by the river stand face to face, when
time is fleeting.
Could they find the only light hiding in the thousands of reasons?
(Tr. Zhao Man；赵曼 译)
作者简介
伊禾，中国当代女诗人，本名尹利，重庆人。重庆市作家协会会员。曾获第二届、第三届紫荆花“诗与远方”诗歌大赛入围奖，部分诗歌、散文发表于《散文诗世界》《鸭绿江》《中国诗人》《格调》、中国诗歌网、新华网、重庆晚报等报刊、网站或微刊。
About the author
Yi He, a contemporary female poet in China, whose real name is Yin Li, is from Chongqing. She is a member of the Chongqing Writers Association, and she has been shortlisted for the second and third Chinese Redbud “Poetry and Faraway” Poetry Contest. Some of her poems and essays have been published in magazines like Prose Poetry World, Yalu River, Chinese Poets, Style, and websites like China Poetry Network, Xinhua Net, Chongqing Evening News, and other microblogs.