“Covering My Face and Flee Away”

“Covering My Face and Flee Away”
By/Yi Feng
Trans. By /Yi Feng

When the villain blocked the world
I have to cover my face
and flee away

Ever since I stood on the smooth dark black cliff
To face the gloomy scum
Floating on the turbulent sea surface
In the end
I have to
Give it a wide berth

Once again I stood ahead on the street bravely
To face the oncoming tanks and submachine guns, batons and shields
Watching the overflowing evils taking sides with the evils
In the end
I have to
Flee and go abroad in exile


When facing to the devil who is armed to teeth
And those people ravaged by the arbitrary rulers
Only can I wail a lot in the wilderness
When the villain blocked the world
I have to cover my face
And flee away

Written On 20160926 in Thailand

《掩面而過》

這個世界的丑類太多
我不得不掩面而過

我曾站立於
黑魆魆的山崖上
面對洶湧的泛於海面上的幽暗沫子
我不得不
退避三舍

我曾站在街頭的最前面
面對迎面而來的坦克與衝鋒槍以及警棍與盾牌
看見洶湧的邪惡在為邪惡站隊
我不得不
逃跑和流亡

面對武裝到牙齒的魔鬼
和那些被任意蹂躪的百姓
我只能在曠野裡嚎啕
這個世界的丑類太多
我不得不
掩面而過
逸風（Yi Feng）於20160926

《掩面而過》

《掩面而過》

這個世界的丑類太多
我不得不掩面而過


我曾站立於
黑魆魆的山崖上
面對洶湧的泛於海面上的幽暗沫子
我不得不
退避三舍


我曾站在街頭的最前面
面對迎面而來的坦克與衝鋒槍以及警棍與盾牌
看見洶湧的邪惡在為邪惡站隊
我不得不
逃跑和流亡


面對武裝到牙齒的魔鬼
和那些被任意蹂躪的百姓
我只能在曠野裡嚎啕
這個世界的丑類太多
我不得不
掩面而過

逸風於20160926

Sharing The Booty

Sharing The Booty
By/Yan Yihu
Trans. By/逸风 （Yi Feng）

Having been living a ragged, poor and weak live
Is ashamed of the paradise
The group wolves can prevail upon us for a time
A box of condoms of theirs， maybe
Meet the cost of living to one family
So simply giving birth to many children in crowds
serves the purpose of killing them in the end

When all the people are always happily talking about the authorities,
Grand feast, tax-free and the help-the-poor plan
During the days of the Great Man
A “long live”voice is being shouted by the whole state
On the face of the powerful country printed full of illusory paper money
Making the poor afford to drink pesticides
Making the mothers have the strength to hold up the butcher's knife
On the way to the end of the world
We all have been the guilty people who are sharing the last breath
That comes from the child

2016.9.9 at HUYI Pavilion

Abstract: several days ago, a human tragedy happened in Kangle, Gansu province. There are 6 deaths in a family. The reporter found that the cause of the event eventually focus in poverty, no subsistence allowances. even the children have no clothes to school. The tragedy has left a lot of inspiration to the future generations.
Link: http://news.sohu.com/20160908/n467947112.shtml.

《瓜分》
文/彦一狐

活得那麼襤褸，貧瘠，不堪一擊
愧對這座天堂
這群盛極一時的虎狼
一盒避孕套，也許
是一家人多少日子的開銷
索性生下一群兒女
再將他們殺死

人們還在談論朱門、酒肉、免稅、扶貧
在偉人的日子，高呼萬歲
大國的臉面上，印滿虛幻的紙幣
讓窮人喝得起農藥
母親舉得起屠刀
一條道走到下去
我們都是有罪的人，瓜分了孩子
最後一絲呼吸

2016.9.9於狐義軒

摘要：日前，甘肅康樂發生一起人倫慘案，最終導致一家6口死亡。而記者調查發現，事件的原因最終定格在貧窮，無低保，甚至孩子上學都沒件新衣服，對於這起慘案，留給後人很多啟示。
連結：
ttp://news.sohu.com/20160908/n467947112.shtml

“Overindulge”

“Overindulge”

By/Yan Yihu

Trans. By/Yi Feng

Of course, you do not belong to humans

You cannot find the directions in the bustling nation groups

Where do you go,

You will put the language bomb on the people’s heads

As soon as the dust fell down,

You will look up and try to polish the fog and haze once more.

The moment you turn around,

You will see your soul

hanging up in the sky lonely

You are nothing but to sale your poems

It is a time that whoever obeys any person who feeds him

You should make your words be materialized

If you want to be a fish in the world,

You must have many survival tips.

Such as lifting armor, handing over

your iron, calcium, gunpowder and spears.

Being a human being once again,

To keep on overindulging in the species deeply.

2015.5.22 at HUYI Pavilion

《沉溺》

當然，你不屬於人類

你在這個熙熙攘攘的族群裡找不到方向

你走到哪裡

都把語言這顆炸彈

丟在人們頭上

塵埃落下的瞬間

你抬起頭來把霧霾反復擦亮

一轉身發現，靈魂

獨自掛在天上

除了販賣詩歌

你真的一無所長

在這個有奶便是娘的時代

將詞語物化

做一條游戈的魚

你需要一種技術

解除盔甲

交出鐵，鈣，火藥和長矛

做回人類

在這個物種裡沉溺

2015.5.22於狐義軒

Yi Feng, ( b. in 1970--),A poet and translator. He is famous for his angry poems and doomsday poems. Less communion and more out-of-the-way solitariness.

逸風，（出生於1970年），詩人和翻譯家，因其憤怒詩歌和末日詩歌有微名。生性偏僻孤傲，不善交遊。

“Hysteria Disease”

“Hysteria Disease”
By/Yan Yihu
Trans. By/Yi Feng

I indulge myself in a poem
It is alike a rotten peach
Telling the others its sadness
And in his heart is surging his pink peach desire
It is far from and bypassing those wormhole
To change it into the pattern of the Eucharist

There is a poet named Arthur Rimbaud wandering
He left all the boats and ships fleet
In order to accept all the victims’ bodies; like a gust of wind
Falling into an obsession and madness
He kept in a small uninhabited island
as his fantasy kingdom
to reach a tacit understanding with the nature

Just as I knew the darkness
I also knew the intersection secrets
between the peach and the tornado
its feminine body is alike the chicken blood
with its subtle power and the blood moon
Sprinkling on a piece of toilet paper
To make all the poetry
Incorrigible

2016.9.13 at HUYI Pavilion

《癔 症》

一首詩沉溺於此
它就像一隻腐爛的桃子
訴說著悲傷
而它的內心，澎湃著桃色欲望
遠遠地，繞開那些蟲洞
長成聖餐的模樣

詩人蘭波正在流浪
他拋開所有的船隊，像風一樣
接受遇難者屍體
沉思著癡迷與瘋狂
在一座無人島嶼，獨守幻想的國
與自然達成默契

正如，我瞭解黑暗一樣
瞭解一隻桃與龍捲風交匯的隱密
它陰柔的皮囊像雞血一樣
帶著詭秘的浸洇和紫紅色明亮
灑在一張草紙上
讓詩歌病入膏肓

2016.9.13於狐義軒

‘Tonight’

‘Tonight’

By/Yan Yihu
Trans. By/ Yi Feng

While morning exercise,
The metal keys on the people’s waist
Remind me of a prison
Together with a crazy inner Lake,
lazy banks and
their pale faces which the salary gave them the supports all the time
it is good to request with the situation, cute, swing and smile tenderly
toward the brilliant, then twist into a
vanity glory

We live in the ruins
Around it with high walls
We also have to accept the words like poleaxes to cut ourselves
As if our flesh which is prepared for
Struggling not against but for the souls
Everything has dried up
Only the people who are living like a kind of poor species
Tonight, I will put down the whips (meaning my pen)
To miss my enemies

2016.9.15 at Huyi Pavilion


《今夜 》

晨練時，人們腰上
掛著金屬鑰匙
讓我想起一座囚牢
瘋狂的內海，庸懶的岸，五斗米養成蒼白
不如你們索要
順勢、乖巧、搖擺、嬌笑
向著燦爛。蜷曲成
虛妄的榮耀

我們生活在廢墟
在高牆之內。還要接受刀斧一樣的口舌
自我宰割。仿佛肉體，就是
為了和靈魂苟且
萬物已經枯竭
只有人。活得像一個可憐的物種
今夜，我將放下鞭子
思念仇人

2016.9.15於狐義軒

"Without a Word, Coming With a Knife "

"Without a Word, Coming With a Knife "

By / Giang Nammn
Trans. By/ Yi Feng

The world
Forgot me forever!
I have no much extra desire
But being the president
When you claimed me no rights to breathe oxygen
Without a word
Come with a knife in the hand
Killing is just
Putting a knife on the neck of the world
When you say nothing at all
Maybe
I will cook the rain while crying in the darkness
I will fall on my knees to say goodbye
to your back shadow at the end of an Alley
The eye and the tears on the umbrellas
are my goodbye to you
Only when without the Hugo's wretch,
I could have your exclusive sexy appeal
and sprouted the wild
Hold on a moment
Without a word
Coming with a knife in my hand
To kill them all
In the Square
......
When you say nothing at all

Written in July,2016. in Denver

《不語，提刀而來》

文/江南

世界
忘了我吧
我要求不高
我就是想當個總統
可你吸氧的權利也不給
所以
不語
提刀而來
殺就是一把刀
架在世界的脖子上
when  you  say  nothing  at  all
也許
昏暗裡哭著煮雨
在巷尾跪送你的背影
用眸
那傘上的淚
是我的道別
只有送走雨果的悲慘
我才能獨享你的性感
荒涼才能萌芽
你等著
不語
我提刀而來
先殺
廣場

……

when  you  say  nothing  at  all

民國105年7月於丹佛小郡