致另一個世界

定價：95 元

NT $ 81 ~ 88

作者：王小妮
原文作者：Wang Xiaoni
出版社：香港中文大學
出版日期：2015-12-25
語言：繁體中文
ISBN10：9629967405
ISBN13：9789629967406
裝訂：平裝 / 38頁 / 36k / 11.5 x 18.9 cm / 普通級 / 單色印刷 / 初版

內容簡介

　　This pocket-sized paperback is one of the twenty-two titles published for 2015 Hong Kong International Poetry Nights. The theme of IPHHK2015 is “Poetry and Conflict”. 21 international poets from 18 different places are invited to participate in recitations, symposia and sharing sessions of the Poetry Nights. A recitation focusing on 10 local Hong Kong poets, “Hong Kong Cantonese Poetry Night” is included. This collection seeks to make accessible the best of contemporary international poetry with outstanding translations.

作者介紹

作者簡介

王小妮

　　曾任海南大學教授。出版有詩集《我的紙裏包著我的火》、《半個我正在疼痛》、《有甚麼在我心裏一過》(香港中文大學出版社，2014）、《致另一個世界》，《出門種葵花》，《月光79首》。另出版有小說隨筆多部。

　　Wang Xiaoni has taught at Hainan University. Her poetry publications include My Paper Wraps My Fire, Something Crosses My Mind and On Visiting Friends. The English translation of Something Crosses My Mind (The Chinese University Press, 2014) by Eleanor Goodman was shortlisted for the Griffin Poetry Prize in 2015.

致不想和富人站在一起的大學生   6
To the College Student Who Doesn’t Want to Stand
with the Rich

致晴天   8
To a Sunny Day

致感覺   10
To Feeling

致蹲下去看魚的人   12
To the Person Crouching to Look at Fish

致雷雨   14
To a Thunderstorm

致正在建造的木船   16
To a Wood Boat Still Being Built

致強勁的早霧   18
To a Powerful Morning Fog

致光榮了的詩人邵春光   20
To the Honored Poet Shao Chunguang

致投在教室天花板上的銀河   22
To the Milky Way Projected on a Classroom Ceiling

製京郊的煙囪   24
To the Chimneys in Suburban Beijing

致灰霾   26
To Gray Haze

致不認識的鳥   28
To an Unknown Bird

致黃昏的黃鼠狼   30
For a Weasel at Dusk

致竹子間的風   32
To the Wind in Bamboo

致接電話的   34
To the One Taking a Call

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內容連載

致晴天

天這麼好，而我這麼不好。

迷路的雲彩
騎大灰馬的雲彩
金鑰匙一樣的飛機描著更金的邊兒。
這是哪一個人間
是你們的還是我的。
這麼奇幻的天布都敢掛出來
還一定要我看見。

在兩個世界間穿梭的是燒燙的鐵
未來的蒼白和冰涼
就等著那鑽頭的刺啦一聲。

To a Sunny Day

The day is so nice, but I’m not.

Lost clouds
clouds riding a big gray horse
and the gold key of an airplane tracing a golden border.
Whose world is this
yours or mine.
The fantastical sky dares to drape itself down
to make sure I see it.

Burning iron shuttles between these two worlds
the future’s pallidness and cold
wait for that whirring stab of the drill bit.

(Translated by Eleanor Goodmon)

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