中外诗歌每月优选（2023.02）

中外诗歌每月优选(2023.02)

本期作者： 峭岩 萨仁图娅 臧棣 杨志学 罗伯特.弗罗斯特 晶石 刘翔 韩林子

编者按：选诗对我们而言，增加了言说的兴致。每一期都要啰嗦地进行选择说明。这其中的趣味，读者大致都能理解，就是想要“说服”人，想要树立好诗的标准。但其实，我们又很自负地认为，“诗无达诂”是对的。换言之，无论我们怎么选，怎么说明，都只是我们的意见。这种自负，直比春风得意，有些没有自知之明。但我们就是很有兴趣做这样的事。本期作为癸卯年第二期诗选，已然迟到，然而这也不成为影响诗选质量与栏目的理由。如本期的选择，至少每位作者都让人想要品头评足的欲望，促使产生这种欲望的力量，当然是诗力本身。如就峭岩而言，他是诗界老前辈，在长诗领域一直耕耘至今，他的诗立足本国主旋律，但在英译中却反而产生了一些西方诗歌的韵味。因为他写的长诗多带有神圣浪漫主义的特征，而别的现代诗作者，多少倾向于批判现实主义，以及从马尔克斯那里普及开来的那一魔幻现实主义，再就是后现代生活场景，而峭岩的场景恰恰是抽象的，历史的。这种区别里，哪一个更是诗歌应该发扬光大的一面，这很值得思索。萨仁图娅是一位少数民族诗人，她的歌里牧歌气息浓郁，对于草原民族来说，这是既古典又浪漫的一种特质。你很少看到她诗行中有令人印象深刻的意象，但是她笔下的尹湛纳希和成吉思汗却成为经典的诗歌人物。尤其是前者，这种笔力，以及对于对象的诗性挖掘的能力，构成于其与生俱来的民族特性，更成形于只属于她个人的那种内在的蓬勃而跌荡的情感磁场与气韵，热烈奔放深情，见诗如闻歌，悠扬不止，余音缭绕。但如果要说更得趣旨，读者或更喜欢臧棣式的抒情里对于旧址的一种震惊式的回首，认识到那里有一种决别与对复原的无能为力——这种哲学修辞式的纪念碑。喜欢杨志学对于农业的抒情里那种上个世纪集体主义时代的风情乍现（我们不是怀古，而是认识到这种纯洁与朴素在华丽的场所必须出场）；喜欢韩林子诗中不动声色却蕴藏深厚内力般的“平淡”。至于弗罗斯特，他的《没有选择的道路》对于道路的平直的叙述，也许不够煽情，但是许多译本对这首诗的一种译法引起了我们的关注，我们觉得这首诗本来并不华丽，而译诗常常把它置于一种非常词藻的地步，完全失去了原来的风貌，因此，我们的目的就是尝试恢复本来的面貌。本来的面貌，其功用在于使我们了解，英文中有歧义的地方，也就是中文中没有表现力的地方。诗需要歧义。最后说到刘翔，这位军绵阳总政出身的军旅诗人，一直远离诗坛地写着自己的诗，这种精神本身就是诗歌的原魂。刘翔颇有佳句警句，同时有苛严的不苟同于世俗的批判力，但是除此之外，他诗中其实还有浓丽的春天。使得在尖锐之余，还可以给读者带来犹如宋词般的味觉，这种味觉不是婉约与豪放，而是指词象的明丽与不苟于陈旧的意志。其余我们且留待下回再说。（语文观止）

Preludial poetry from The August! the August!

峭岩长诗《八月！八月！》序歌：

Author: Qiao Yan

作者：峭岩

The Staring eye and contemplation

is doomed to have an appointment

with my spirit

I am always open the sky of August

that decorated with white clouds

Reading its literalness and grandness

its pose of standing is that of the gun

Its passion is of the fire ejecting

The style of the August

Is independent in the world

It ‘s the miracle exclusively

How would I describe

the fate of this affection

with the August

to reveal the imagination

of a veteran to the August

I use my eye of eighty years old

that has already experienced

refinement in the years

To stare at the spirit of the August

It glows alternately with a golden ripple

and a red ripple

a gust of thunder, thereafter a cluster of fire

the great forest of gun

the great mountain of sword

A great river made of the melted iron!

I am living in its pulse

Chasing and flying

The Buddha told me

There destined to have Eight

In my life

The Zen Koans of the Eight

Dominated my fate

I confirmed again and again

and believe firmly

I am the kindling

generated by the Eight

the bullet in the chamber

I stood there in majesty

Held fast to the wind and wave

and then the silver moon

Kept watching the fields

mountain and river

I was born in the storm of the August

Appreciate that shot in the beginning

of the earth and heaven genesis

It is not only for I am dressed

in green, not only

for my name registered in

the August book

I am a crop from the August

My spirit welded

on the chariot of the August

my blood and flesh constructed

the ridge of the August

Every time of my heartbeat

is what the mountain’s pulsating

Every time of my breath

is what the tide of the sea

The August ,ah---

is just my stars and great ocean

is what the great beauty

of my life

I recognized the death thereafter

Embarked on the chariot

ready to rush in the enemy’s camp

at any time

The hero’s justice and spectacular

Wrote into my breast

Ready for being a clap of thunder

I would not cry even it is broken

Even become a tombstone,

accompanying with the wild grass

I would not regret as long as

my name is wrote onto

the bloody flag of the August

Today, I stand onto the shoulder

of the August

to consider the life philosophy

again, delete those great words

and eulogy, to find the deep relation

between me and the August

find part that is nearest to me

and the softest acupoint of mine

Lift the flag of the poetry

to make a distant voyage of my life

凝视的目光和沉思

注定，是我心灵的约定

我总是打开八月白云缀挂的天空

读着它的文字和伟岸

它站立的姿势是枪的姿势

它含着的激情是火的喷射

八月的风采独立于世界

它是独一无二的奇迹

我将怎样描述我与八月的情缘

倾吐一位老兵对八月的畅想

我以八十岁熔炼的目光

注视着八月的魂魄

它一波金，一波红地泛起

一阵雷，一簇火地泛起

枪的大森林，剑的大山脉啊

一条钢铁熔岩的大河呵

我活在它的脉搏里

追逐和飞翔

佛告诉我，我命中有“八”

“八“的禅机主宰我的命运

我一再确认和坚信

我就是八月诞生的一粒火种

我就是枪膛里的一颗子弹

我威严地站在那里

坚守风涛，皓月

守望田野，山河

我就诞生在八月的风暴里

感谢那一声开天辟地的枪响

这不仅是我穿了一身绿

也不是我加入了八月的名册

我是八月的一棵庄稼

我的灵魂焊接在八月的战车上

我的血肉筑成八月的脊梁

我每一次心跳，是山的搏动

我每一次呼吸，是海的潮汐

八月啊，是我的星辰和大海

是我往复一生的大美之境

自那天起，我就认识了死亡

登上战车，随时冲向敌阵

英雄的壮烈和大义写进我的胸膛

随时准备做一枚炸雷

折断了，也不再哭泣

甚至做一块墓碑吧，与野草做伴

只要写进八月的血色战旗

我将一生无悔

今天，我站上八月的肩头

重新思考人生的哲学

去掉那些大词和美言

找到我和八月血肉的渊数

找到离我最近的部分

最柔软的那个穴位

举起诗歌的旗帜

渡一次生命的远航……

You Meet Higher Stage after Walking through Years

走过流年山高水长

Author: Sharentuya

作者：萨仁图娅

Years fleeted with a mere snap of finger

And phantasmagoria emerges

The procedure programmed by the time

alternated in silence

depositing the instinct power of the universe

You and I, walked by the years

In meeting with the higher stage of the life

A band of time flows like water

A heart without any dust waiting and seeing

post house in the noisy world

I only want to get in love and meeting

with this world

by my own form of life

To maintain the trail and the past

that ever touched by time

One passage of life years

gets to the bank

The entire life

with dream short while the affection

Long. People probe the meaning

of life itself

So are we getting to the depth

solemnly and stirringly

Stepping with a heart without dying a dust

for keeping an appointment

with scent of flower

with whom I share the past

一指流年

万千景象

时光编写的程序

交错轮回不声不响

寄予着宇宙本能的力量

你我走过流年的山高水长

一抹时光如水流淌

一颗无尘的心守望

烟火人间的驿站

我只想以我生命的形式

和这个世界相遇相爱一场

留住时光触摸过的印痕和过往

一程岁月渡岸

一生梦短情长

人追问自身存在的意义

因此深邃因而悲壮

脚步与一颗无尘的心同一方向

赴光阴之约与花香相拥过往

The Road No Taken

未选择的路

Author: Robert Frost

作者：罗伯特.弗罗斯特

两条道路在黄树林中岔开

遗憾我不能同时踏足两者

作为一名浪迹天涯的旅客，我伫立良久

极目望向其中一条道路的尽头

直到它在灌木丛那里拐弯

然后仿佛公正地选择了另一条道路

也许已经是更好的追求

因为那里有着绿茵覆地，而且需要磨砺

虽然就此来说走过的那条道

已经几乎一样芳草萋萋

两条道路的早晨一样地铺满秋叶

不曾有一步阔步退回

哦，在另一天我选择了第一条

虽然我知道一条路怎样通向另一条路

我犹疑着我是否该早点退回

我将被一声叹息告知

某个老去的地方和自那以后的岁月

两条道路在树林中拐向岔口

我选择了一条人迹罕至的道路

一条使得一切变得不同的道路

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel through both

Be a traveler, for long I stood

and looked down one of them

as far as I could

To the where it bent at the undergrowth；

Then took the other, as just as fair,

and had perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear；

Though as for that ,the passing there

Had worn them really the same,

And both that morning equally lay

in leaves no step had trodden back.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knew how one way leads to

the other way,

I doubted if I should withdraw early.

I may be told of this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence

two roads diverged in a wood,and I—

I took the one less traveled by people

And that has made all different.

Tractor being pulled deeply into the memory

开进记忆深处的拖拉机

Author: Yang Zhixue

作者：杨志学

The tractor has already

moved deeply into my memory

Only through trying

my best for researching

Can I scrabble up

the fragments of picture

The tractor being moored

in the farm-yard

And many yards were opening

A four-wheels small vehicle

could be drove into there straightly

It was so well proportionate

to the yard

that could hold it easily

Crawler-type tractor was working

in the fields, the turnplow

behind it.

Layer by layer, it was turning the soil

Like the big steamship

Raises great waves on the sea

A young person

stood on the fields bank

Appreciating the miracle tractor

He never got so obsessed

than that of today to stand

Immovably, even the tractor

has been driven far away

Another tractor came

It loaded the cut wheat

and stacked it to the height

A man stood on the tractor

The wheat piled up highly

as if in jointing the sky

He was responsible

for taking over the wheat

and compressing the wheat

This man may sometimes the father

sometimes the elder cousin

Sometimes the young man himself

The teenager of recalling those days,

is so exciting

Recollects his father that

always being sweaty

and his mother that

was always surrounding

the cooking bench, and wearing

an apron.

the tractor comes over

While being think of the big family

and the collective of those years

from the distance,and again

It leaves to the recesses of the memory

拖拉机已经开进我记忆的深处

需要努力搜索

才能把一些碎了的图片拼起

拖拉机停放在农家院落里

许多农家小院是敞开的

一台小四轮可以直接 开进去

和小院那么般配

而小院容纳它，也是绰绰有余

履带式拖拉机工作在田野里

它身后带着犁铧

把土地一层一层翻起

就像大轮船在海上掀起浪花

一个少年站在地头

欣赏着拖拉机的神奇

他从来没有像今天这样入迷以至于

拖拉机开远了，他还站在那里

又一台拖拉机开过来

它把收割好了麦子高高装起

装麦子的车上站着一个人

麦子堆高了，像和天空联在一起

他负责接麦子，把麦子压实

这个人有时候是父亲

有时候是本家一位堂兄

有时候就是少年自己

如今想起这些场景

当年的少年激动不已

想起了挥汗如雨的父亲

想起灶台 边裹着围裙的母亲

想起大家庭，兄弟姐妹

想起了集体，和那时的集体主义

拖拉机从远处开过来了

拖拉机啊，又向着记忆的深处开去

The tractor and the earth

拖拉机与土地

Author: Yang zhixue

作者：杨志学

The tractor is related to the earth

related to the deepest

and greatest earth

Federates the yellow earth

and black earth

Is associated with the earth

which is as rich as if oils

spilling out of it

Is associating with the good days

that of the peasant family

never think that

Cars are more fashionable

than tractors

If compare with the latter

You may know which

is the better with confidence

and which is the one

that is more reliable

and which is the one

that is more enduring with power

As car relates to the high way

like the steamship allies the sea

The tractor is of no doubt

combining the earth closely

拖拉机和土地联系在一起

和最深沉最博大的土地联系在一起

和黄土地黑土地联系在一起

和肥得流油的土地联系在一起

和农家的好日子联系在一起

不要以为汽车比拖拉机神气

你让汽车开进田野

和拖拉机比一比

看谁底气足

看谁更可靠

看谁更有耐力

像汽车和公路联系在一起

像轮船和大海联系在一起

拖拉机和土地，紧紧联在一起

The mountain straightened its back

大山挺直了脊梁

Author: Han Linzi

作者：韩林子

The mountain straightened its the back

Somebody stands on its ridge

A great stone erected on the summit

Made the appreciator also be appreciated

wind comes over the chaotic world

Towards where generates the saints

But saints usually all step back and forth

between the hillside and the summit

and only left rows of empty wood house

They seldom presented before human

Taken themselves only as goats

That are quietly eating the grass

which can support their life

and feed their thoughts too

大山挺直了脊梁

有人站在了脊梁之上

一块巨石立在了山巅

让欣赏者也被欣赏

风从喧嚣的尘世吹来

走向某个能产圣贤的地方

但圣贤都在山顶和半山坡之间来回

只留下一排空空如也的木房

他们很少在世人面前现身

都把自己看作一只只静静吃草的山羊

那些草能够养活他们

也能够养活他们的那些思想

The Shu Zhou river

苏州河

Author: Jing Shi

作者：晶石

I went to the Meng Qin Garden on that day

To watch the Shu Zhou river

Which the water was inspiring,

And with green trees

Stands on its bank

Bricks in cyan color, eaves in red

and light of gloom

Water waves with lithe and graceful pose

Which was unparalleled

flickering, jumping, gently and lingeringly

stimulated a drop of blood of my life

Which had willing at that time

to drop in the ShuZhou river

become a pearl indulged in the water

Drunkenly, and be fairy-like

Stood beside the river

I gazed and gazed

Until discover the nature

of the labor

Found a nation with thousands of years’

happiness and sadness

Read by the wind and rain

That river’s love had transcended

all of the anguish

Ran straight on without fearing

And finally got great achievement of today

The sunshine, moonlight, and star light

altogether sparkles for it

The Shu Zhou river goes down

following the trend

goes through Shang Hai from the west

That wave wet everyone’s heart

Like the Milky Way pours down

on the earth its silver light

which ever spread out

washed away the years

One could see everything

while he’s watching this river

Also could find my blood

melted with the river

advancing and advancing

那天去梦清园

看苏州河

岸边树绿绿水灵灵

青砖红檐灯火阑珊

曼妙无比的河波

闪烁着跳动着温柔缠绵

触动了我生命里的一滴血

愿意落在这苏州河里

变成珍珠欲仙欲醉

站在苏州河边

看呀看

看出了劳动人民的本色

看到了一个民族

几千年的悲喜交集

被风阅被雨读

那河水的爱已超越了所有的痛

奋勇直往

成就今天的丰功伟绩

阳光月光星光为此而闪耀

苏州河随流而下

从西向东穿过上海

那水浪喷洒了每一片心田

如银河泻满了大地的花环

铺陈开来涤荡了岁月

看着这条河会让你看到一切

也会看到我感慨的血液

已与这条河融为了一体

向前 向前

The Old Address Association

旧地协会

Author: Zang Di

作者：臧棣

After the all leaves fall down

The crow that rests on the branch

Seems like the black leaf of the time

Trembling slightly, and the light it reflected

Is rather in an instant

Which can be proved by your heart

When your are waiting and seeing the nature

The wind of autumn rustling

in the wind from north

The sites that ever in a fervent aura

Is now being intangible among the mountain

and river, it is very broad

Just at this very moment

The loneliness and the quiet

Come in a random order

Also are they not distinguished

who’s primary and who’s secondary

which equals to a negotiation

Actually you and I have lost the status

to waiting, and waiting like pulling apart

a red kernel-ed and juicy grapefruit

to reveal a waiting

The happiness that being waited

not only refers to an ambiguity

of a myth, not only concerns

the fleeting of the time

Which is so cruel.

You lost a waiting early in the life

Just like I lost a memory

The absence is not too likely

to be scared of, what’s terrible

is you who alone bore

the fate of the horrible indifference

Though unexpectedly,

You found suddenly that no longer

would the old address

reemerge in a wandering of a man

树叶落尽后，栖落在

枝条上的乌鸦，看起来有点像

时间的黑树叶。抖动很轻微，

以及反光很短促，都可以

从你对自然的观望中

获得某种内心的印证。

秋风窸窣在北风里，

曾经热烈的现场，此刻却

无形于山水此时很寥廓；

寂寞比寂静，不分前后，

也无所谓主次，等同于一场切磋。

事实上，你我已没有资格

谈论等待，以及像剥开

一个红心的多汁的柚子那样

剥开一次等待。等待的幸福

不止涉及神话的暧昧，

不止是对时光的流逝而言，太残酷。

你早已失去一个等待，

就如同我丧失了一个回忆。

缺席本身还不可怕，

可怕的是，你独自承受了

命运的可怕的冷漠，

却突然发现，旧地再也不会

重现在一个人的漫游中。

If the Idea is Snow

如果思想是雪

Author: Liu Xiang

作者：刘翔

The refusal can’t refuse the shameless

The deception made no distinguishing

after it become the art

If use counterfeit to prove the history

It will not work

Although the shell seems to be ,

the carving-craft seems to be,

The texture seems to be,

Even age seems to be,

But what’s important isn’t

what essence is not similar

The disguise essence don’t need

truth as evidence

the beginning is the end

Don’t need to come again at all

The ugliness use the beauty to decorate itself

While human use the demon for decorating

Loneliness use universality for decorating

No matter how much you are talking of

No body will take it as a vigilance

They’ll abandon themselves for desire

Though it’s none of each other’s business

Failing to live up ourselves’expectations

Equals to fall short of other’s expectation

If the idea is snow, in addition to the pure white

I hope to keep this free water

It would be the river yet, even if it flows

It would like the sea yet,even it is low

自己是无耻怎么也拒绝不了无耻，

欺骗成为艺术后让人难辨真伪，

以赝品证历史最终还是荒谬。

尽管皮壳也象、刀工也象、纹饰也象、年代也象，但重要的是本质不象，

假的本质不需用真来证明，开始就是结束，根本不用从头再来。

丑用美来装饰自己，人用妖来装饰自己，孤绝用普世来装饰自己。

说的再多谁也不会以此为戒，为了实现欲望往往都会任性而为。

虽说彼此毫不相干，自己对不起自己也是对不起别人。

如果思想是雪，不光洁白，我还是希望能保持自由的水，纵是流动也成江河，纵是低级也是海的样子。