
Poems by Wang Jiaxin
Translated by John Balcom
Bio of the Author
Wang Jiaxin: poet, critic, and translator, born in 1957 in Danjiangkou City, Hubei Province. He graduated from the Department of Chinese Language and Literature at Wuhan University and has served as professor and doctoral supervisor at the School of Literature, Renmin University of China since 2006. He has published nearly fifty volumes, including poetry collections, poetic essays, literary essays, and translated poetry. His works have been translated into multiple languages and published abroad, including German editions such as "Twilight on Gotland," "Late Offerings," and "Poems from a Diary," Croatian edition "Night Train," Dutch edition "Ashes of Dawn," and English edition "The Darkened Mirror."
Bertolt Brecht
“No need to drive a nail into the wall”*
—that’s what Brecht said.
But we’ve already hammered in so many,
We’ve hung nothing on the wall
Other than a few dark holes.
Someone
Someone talks too much, someone lives in silence
Someone says: “playing a violin in Auschwitz
is just like dancing on a corpse”
Someone’s eyes burn in the dark
But are blinded by bright light
Someone writes disaster poems, others ask me to do so
Just like dancing on a corpse
Someone walks down the red carpet again, someone
Turns down a small path through the woods
Pine needles carpeting the ground, moister than our eyes
November 2023
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