Bilingual Readings of Spring '22 Issue

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One poem, two worlds.

  1. 04/28/2022

    san niang - Lv Zhouhang

    san niang translated by PLS during ten years of offering, she was as devoted as a barrel of chopsticks dexterous, and endurable. burning silence from above and under the field on her shoulders, fast paced like an opinion-less goose occasionally, trash songs popping out of the dumb phone “let tears turn into a rain of love”. her feet taps along imagine an empty square, the city fighting against winter in silent recital. people with habitual clamour and temperature her cells are a cabin of sweetness self-serving and self-satisfying. outstandingly. those containers following closely sticky for half a life, peacefully resonating in dancing dust is boiling. huddled fluffy light, hurling warm-coloured clews at her, like the maze of life Sakyamuni hurled at her years ago, skilled Cumulonimbus, she’s unravelling, from one step to ten thousand, circling repetitively. she has her own think tank as well. benevolent and intelligent sisters, they are like tour guides or early birds, driving new waves of life mostly talks and religion, she listens with her head tilted lots of emotional faces, like crying but also smiling sometimes she even feels as if they are buddhas. these shower heads cladded in fancy outfits, are all dropping pilgrims’ food crumbs along the way, generous and clamours

  2. 04/28/2022

    三娘 - 吕周杭

    三娘 作者：吕周杭 供佛的十年，她虔诚地像一筒筷子 麻利，受用。扛着地上与地下 焦灼的沉默，快走成亦步亦趋的家鹅 偶尔，迟钝的老年机吐出流水歌 “让泪化作相思雨”。她用脚打着拍子 想象空旷的广场，城市在默诵中 抵御寒冬。人群持有古早的吵闹和温度 她的细胞是一座甜蜜的小屋 自给且自我满足。 出奇的。那些紧随的，粘稠了半生的 瓶瓶罐罐，在舞蹈里和平地共振 尘粒在沸腾。簇紧绒绒的光，向她抛 暖色的线团，像佛祖多年前抛出她或抛给她 这生活的迷宫，娴熟的积雨云，她在解， 从一步到一万步，反复画圆。 她也有她的智囊团。仁慈且多智的小姐妹， 她们像导游或早起的鸟，推动生活的新浪潮 大多是讲座与宗教，她仰着脸听 很多张眉飞色舞的脸，像哭也像笑 有时她甚至觉得他们像佛。 这些西装革履的瘦高花洒， 正沿途纷纷洒下求道者的食渣，慷慨且热闹

  3. 04/28/2022

    爱上和平莲 - Joleen Ancheta

    爱上和平莲 翻译：诗验室 我最近在尝试爱上一株和平莲。是在我祖母长眠后没多久。可我的努力却止步于花艺店……花店、苗圃，那个你可以购买表达痛苦或者祝福之礼的地方。我在过道上翻找，被情绪和甜美的味道弄得不知所措。在商店的一角，我看到装有像天使一样的和平莲的陶瓷花瓶。水滴顺着叶子落下，像泪。我无法让自己再靠近一步；我究竟是在庆祝一个灿烂且长寿的人生，还是在叹息一个过早结束的生命？ 我曾经在乎过一支和平莲。是在我祖母长眠以前。它让我祖母开心 — 看着她最爱的孙女捧着她最爱的花朵。我将那支莲种在一只带图案的盆里，这个盆后来就一直待在厨房的柜台上。她每次经过那朵花时都会显得很满足，算是提醒自己因为抛掉在越南的生活，如今才能够帮助照看年幼的孙女。 我曾经不喜欢和平莲。是在我祖母长眠前很久。我觉得她们有点过于单调和怪异，与我未来的生活截然相反。我凭什么要喜欢一种代表用人生最后的时光与心爱的人哀悼短暂的脆弱转瞬即逝的光阴的花，或者象征一种作为少女的我无法真正体会的内心平和的花？ 我原以为他们可以给和平莲更多的关怀。是在我祖母长眠的时候。此时的我却身处世界的另一个角落，通过视频对话目睹家人安葬她，眼里噙满泪水一片模糊昏暗不堪忍受和拒绝看着这位不等我回来亲自迎接我的人。我只是盯着屏幕一角一支看起来有点蔫了的百合。我又怎么会知道。 距祖母长眠已经有好几个月了。我觉得我会再次尝试爱上一支和平莲。

  4. 04/28/2022

    Caring for Peace Lilies - Joleen Ancheta

    CARING FOR PEACE LILIES  by Joleen Ancheta i recently tried to care for a peace lily. this was shortly after my grandmother took her final rest. i got as far as the florist...flower shop, plant nursery, this place where you purchase an expression of grief or a gift to celebrate. i scoured the aisles, overwhelmed by emotion and sweet scents. in the corner of the store, i spotted ceramic vases with peace lilies that looked like seraphim. water drops fell from the petals like tears. i couldn’t bring myself to go near; was i celebrating a long-lived life or grieving one cut too short?  i once cared for a peace lily. this was a time before my grandmother took her final rest. it made my grandmother grin—seeing her favorite granddaughter raise her favorite flower. i planted the lily in a painted pot, and the potted plant remained on the kitchen counter. she’d count her blessings each time she passed by the flower, as a reminder that the life she left behind in Vietnam led her to the teenage girl she could now help raise.  i once didn’t care for peace lilies. this was long before my grandmother took her final rest. i thought them too plain and eerie, the antithesis to the life that lay ahead of me. why would i favor a flower that represented the last moments of life on earth grieving ephemeral fragility fleeting moments with loved ones or symbolized an inner peace that a young soul like mine did not have the ability to truly comprehend? i thought that they could’ve given more care to the peace lilies. this was when my grandmother took her final rest. here i am on the other side of the world, watching my family lay her to rest through facetime, eyes filled with water blurry murky straining refusing to focus on the person that wouldn’t be there when i finally got to go back home. i was focused on one of the lilies in the corner of the screen that might’ve looked slightly wilted. i wouldn’t really know. it’s been several months since my grandmother took her final rest. i think i’ll try to care for a peace lily again.

  5. 04/28/2022

    fiesta - Kako Sho

    fiesta translated by PLS as consciousness of winter starts to shroud night deprives me of sleep forcing me to listen to some speechless howls give it back to me, says the sound give it back to me, echoes revolving and layering in the mirror, in the moonlight the me doesn’t belong to me, gazing across the common soil grows a type of virtual yet real flower which is both you and me, keeping secret day after day, bearing the silence those lost are lost forever trees are rooted connected under the ground withered leaves and birds gather in the sky water scurrying on the riverbed, shining

  6. 04/28/2022

    祝祭 - 肖禾子

    祝祭 作者：肖禾子 当冬天的意识开始遮蔽 夜晚夺走了我的睡眠 迫使我倾听一些 无言的呐喊 还给我 那声音说 还给我 往来高低错落 在镜子里 在月光里 那个不属于我的我凝视着 普遍的土壤上生长出 一种虚拟而真实的花 那是你也是我秘而不宣 一日复一日承担着沉默 失去的已经永远失去 树木扎根在地下通达 枯叶和飞鸟聚集在天上 水疾走在一面河床闪着光

  7. 04/28/2022

    Shanghai - Wan Sijun

    Shanghai translated by PLS too afraid to face, the dragon tattoo on your back fire quenching bronze eyes, twitching tail the groan is you greeting morning mist les revenants is you sailing boat in the east wind the blessing is you glimmering resolute kiss look, that’s not rain dazzling tears soil pining for light receiving light behind blind eyes  streams of golden blood breathing the dream of four seasons vocabularies yet to be formed dancing on rattans knots between bones piercing through one after another giant’s heart no eternity of revelry only this moment of tranquility until, until I am fully awake shall I remember you in precision

  8. 04/28/2022

    上海 - 万思君

    上海 作者：万思君 不敢直视，你 脊背经纬纵横的龙图 淬火的铜目 腾跃的尾 咆哮是你 问候晨雾 魂归故里是你  东风下的航船 祝福是你 闪烁 清晰的吻 看哪， 那不是雨 眩惑的眼泪 祈祷光的土透进光 失明的眼睛背后 川流金色的血 呼吸着四季之梦 还未构成的词语 在藤条上跳舞 骨与骨的连结 钻过一个又一个 巨擘的心脏 没有狂欢的永恒 只有寂静的此时 直到，直到我完全醒来 才会将你如数记起

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