旧地 / The Old Place

Chinese

死亡总是从反面 / 观察一幅画
此刻我从窗口 / 看见我年轻时的落日 / 旧地重游 / 我急于说出真相 / 可在天黑前 / 又能说出什么
饮过词语之杯 / 更让人干渴 / 与河水一起援引大地 / 我在空山倾听 / 吹笛人内心的呜咽
税收的天使们 / 从画的反面归来 / 从那些镀金的头颅 / 一直清点到落日

English Translation

Death always observes
a painting from behind.

out this window right now
I see a sunset from my youth
an old place revisited
I’m eager to speak the truth
but before the sky darkens
what else can be said?

downing a cup of terminology
just makes one more parched
the river’s water and I quote the earth
among empty mountains I listen in on
the whimpering of the flutist’s inmost heart

the angels of taxation
return from behind the painting
ceaselessly sorting and counting until
sunset those aureate skulls

— FORTHCOMING IN BEI DAO'S NEW BOOK
Endure (Black Widow Press, 2011)

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