Three Poems
By Chinese Poet Hongri YuanTranslated by Yuanbing ZhangHeaven's Song
In heaven where there has no night.
ln heaven where there has no the sun or the moon.
In heaven where everyone is the stars.
In heaven where the time is the light of the soul.
In heaven where the space is the smile of the soul.
In heaven where I have another name–
I am one of the gods, have no idea
about the sorrows and joys of the word.
01.16.2019
天堂之歌
在天堂没有黑夜
在天堂没有日月
在天堂每个人都是星辰
在天堂时间是灵魂之光
在天堂空间是灵魂的笑容
在天堂 我是另一个名字
是诸神之中的一个 不知人间的悲喜
2019.01.16
Never-withering Flowers from Paradise
I pick the gem flowers from the heavens,
and write a music of memory for you.
Let you suddenly wake up and see the long-lost hometown again
let you ride the melody of light
to fly into the ninety-nine skies.
Where the palaces and towers are yours,
where the gardens are as huge as the universe
and the time will never elapse,
blooming like the never-withering flowers from paradise.
01.16.2020
不知凋谢的仙葩
我采撷天国的宝石之花
为你写一首记忆之曲
让你恍然醒来 再次见到久违的故园
让你乘着光芒的旋律
飞到那九十九层云霄之上
那儿的宫殿楼台 皆是你的所有
那儿的花园巨大 仿佛整个宇宙
而时光永远不会流逝
盛开如不知凋谢的仙葩
2020.01.16
Strings of The Light of Dawn
When I plucked strings of the light of dawn
A golden lightning burned a huge city
The undulating hills in distance twinkled the ruby smile
Vaguely there came acoustic resonance of the bell
from the centervault of heaven
Who have seen that the palace was towering outside the sky
The gods smiled with stately grace and raised their glass
Female celestials shed datura flowers flying all over the sky.
And a large ship approached from another galaxy
They came from a huge platinum city
Their ships were much faster than the speed of light
Ever visited the earth billions of years ago
They brought new technology
To make the steel have a wonderful spiritualism
Their eyes can perceive the heaven and the world
Heart is as bright as the sun
And body is as transparent as diamond
01.13.2018
黎明之光的琴弦
当我弹拨这黎明之光的琴弦
一道金色闪电燃烧了一座巨城
远方起伏的群山闪烁红宝石的笑容
天穹的中央隐隐传来钟磬的和鸣
谁看见那天外的金殿巍巍
诸神庄严含笑
举杯庆贺
天女洒下了漫天的曼陀罗花
而一艘巨轮正在另一个星系驶来
他们来自一座白金巨城
他们的飞船比光速更快
亿万年前曾访问地球
他们带来了新的科技
让钢铁拥有奇妙的灵性
他们的眼睛可透视天地
心灵光灿如太阳
而身体透明如钻石
2018.01.13
Bio:
Hongri Yuan (b. 1962) is a Chinese mystic poet and philosopher. His poetry has been widely published in the UK, USA, India, New Zealand, Canada and Nigeria. He has authored a number books including Platinum City, The City of Gold, Golden Paradise, Gold Sun and Golden Giant.
About the Translator
Yuanbing Zhang (b. 1974), who is a Chinese poet and translator, works in a Middle School, Yanzhou District , Jining City, Shandong Province, China. He can be contacted through his email- 3112362909@qq.com.
Phone:+86 15263747339 Email:3112362909@qq.com
Address:No.18 middle school Yanzhou District ,Jining City, Shandong Province, China
GREAT FATHER
You will never understand me, Son.
Now,
when you walk down a colorful
street in Copenhagen, you see two dealers
and a huge balloon-like rat.
Enjoy this view!
You will never understand me, Son.
Admire the ladies who put lace panties
in their bags.
Enjoy your life while you can.
ARMAGEDDON DAYS
There was nothing unusual about it.
Children played in the squares,
and alcoholics slowly drank beer
on the benches.
The sun suddenly changed its color.
The policeman fired
a bullet,
but it hit the nearby trees.
And the world ceased to exist.
CONVERSATIONS WITH THE PROPHETS
I'm looking for happiness, could you
advise me on how to find it?
And what is happiness for you?
That's what I don't know, I'm tracking
happiness to no avail.
Once you find it, come to me again.
Then I won't need you anymore.
You have it within you, but you must first
see the man with the bird's head
on the solar orb.
It's too complicated.
Happiness is not a watermelon thrown
in the trash.
Grzegorz Wróblewskiwas born in 1962 in Gdańsk and grew up in Warsaw. Since 1985 he has been living in Copenhagen. English translations of his work are available in Our Flying Objects (trans. Joel Leonard Katz, Rod Mengham, Malcolm Sinclair, Adam Zdrodowski, Equipage, 2007), A Marzipan Factory (trans. Adam Zdrodowski, Otoliths, 2010), Kopenhaga (trans. Piotr Gwiazda, Zephyr Press, 2013), Let’s Go Back to the Mainland (trans. Agnieszka Pokojska, Červená Barva Press, 2014), Zero Visibility (trans. Piotr Gwiazda, Phoneme Media, 2017). Asemic writing book Shanty Town (Post-Asemic Press, 2022).
With Notes of Irony
Call it dogged by bad luck.
Call it a fool’s prophecy.
Call it fate lighting a cigarette
after it fucks you in the arse.
Call it an albatross around your neck.
Call it an ancestral curse.
Blame it on crossing paths with a black cat.
Blame it on your astrological sign.
Blame it on the neighbour who dabbles
in witchcraft. Blame it on the devil.
Blame it on your treacherous spouse
for opening an umbrella
inside the house. Blame it on a bad penny.
Blame it on a broken mirror.
Blame it on the politician you elected.
Blame it on old age.
Blame it on the youth of today.
Say to yourself you deserve it all.
Say it with gusto.
Say it’s one giant goat rodeo.
Say it’s too late to turn it around.
Say it while donning the paint of a tragic clown.
Say it with self-entitlement.
But for pity’s sake, never say
it’s the sum of your choices.
Few people flourish at one point of time because of their past concrete Deeds, but, at the same time, people criticize such people mercilessly for any gain without useful strategy.
EARNING FOR SUFFERANCE
People earn money for self and family happiness, but there will be no sight of happiness seen anywhere in their life, rather such people land in more & more problems with complicated tax evasion cases and ultimately such people suffer for want of peace of mind.
STRUGGLE FOR PEACE OF MIND
I don’t think so, there is Peace of Mind for any person. If anybody say’s so he has, it is sure such person is bluffing with an eye on some favor. But, it is sure that Peace of Mind cannot be purchased, but one will get the Peace of Mind by virtue of his/her good character deeds and discipline in life.
IMAGE TARNISH
The brand image of a person cannot be tarnished by anybody other than himself/herself, if his/her deeds, character and antecedents are not good.
STRATEGY FAILURE
I can’t blame anybody for my own failures, but, during the success period, had I maintained good financial management discipline and good public relations, the failure should have not dared to reach me, if my strategy in management and execution of projects was good.
NO FREE MEAL
One can’t work for free as there is no free-meal, but, free-meal can’t be given for free as at the end of the free-meal, management may ask for little donation like fund for use of developmental activities.
QUALITY OF FOOD
In olden days, the quality of food items was so good that peoples’ longevity was 100 years; whereas, these days lack of quality of food items makes the longevity to 50 years, it’s all because of adulterations and bad habits, as is evident these days.
PATIENCE IN LONG QUEUES
People can’t wait in long queues at ATMs, Banks and at Cinema Theatres, but, people wait in long queues for long hours at Temples to have a one minute God’s darshan, as this is linked to sentiment.
SATISFACTION MEMORIES
The broken stones represent the broken failures, but, molded stones are the success and concrete diamond stones.
Domestic Air Travel
He’s at
The airport now,
He hasn’t flown
In about
Four years,
A combination
Of Covid
And his London,
As he enters
The airport,
The first thing
He hears
Is one of his
Fellow Americans
Asking what
A terminal is.
Taylor Dibbert is a writer, journalist, and poet in Washington, DC. He’s author of the Peace Corps memoir “Fiesta of Sunset,” and his debut poetry collection is due out later this year.
