Yang Lian

The Misty School is one of the most important literary groups in China. A larger number of Chinese brilliant poets such as Bei Dao, Ha Jin, GU Cheng, Zhang Zhen, Xi Chuan and Yang Lian to mention a few, supported the group for many years. Yan Liang was one of the founders of this outstanding Chinese group. Yang Lian was born in the magic city of Bern in Switzerland but grew up in the populous city of Beijing. His parents were notable Chinese diplomats and the childhood of Yang Lian was pleasant and normal. However, when he was young, he was sent to the countryside during the Cultural Revolution in China. In that time, he was working as grave digger. His literary work is pretty influenced by ancient poets such as Mei Yaochen, Du Mu and Li Bai. There is a large number of his poetry collection like Masks and Crocodile, Notes of a Blissful Ghost, Riding Pisce, Dark Blue Poems, Non-Person Singular and Concentric Circles.

Yang Lian Poems
十年時間過得像魚一樣游泳對自己的味道崖不屬於你的腳年空虛不是一個字海牆夏普乳頭哺乳風暴岩石是不是有你變成像一個黃銅螺釘和生鏽在腋窩的粼粼波光墓誌的沉船裹在一個名稱鱗魚泥坑關閉肉質曲線藝術水母沉潛這個所謂的大片空白水打開甜正所謂舊的陽光與拉磁鐵十大夏天在你的肺車飾回黑色水位在出血花園思考海港舞蹈倒掛試圖記住一個自然有人喜歡你留下桂平市下了玻璃酸自我釀造啤酒在廚房像澆它進入水槽畢業生骨架吐出來另一個零	Ten Years Time passes like a fish swimming Towards its own flavor Cliff not under your feet Years Emptier than a word Sea wall Sharp nipples suckling The storm Rocks are not there You are turned like a brass screw and rust In the armpits of sparkling waves Epitaph of a sunken ship A name swathed in fish scales Sloughs off fleshy curves Art of cloistering jellyfish This blank expanse called water Turns sweet is called old Sunlight with the pull of a magnet Ten summers in your lungs trims back The black water level in a hemorrhaging garden Reflections in the harbor dance upside down Trying to remember a nature like yours Someone had left behind Gulping down a glass of sour self-brewed beer in the kitchen Like pouring it into the sink The graduate skeleton spits out another zero
倫敦的現實是我第二部分的性質春天已經接受了溢滿綠色的死再次街道，接受更多的葬禮卻是黑花下紅色電話亭在雨中像一個警告時間是部分內臟，鳥的聲音打開每一個鏽跡斑斑的長凳上面對看著夜的眼睛長時間飛行事故當另一天是抹殺，倫敦寫出我所有的瘋狂; 舔了所有的棕色啤酒的泡沫鐘的免費電話，一隻小鳥的大腦就像一個陰沉詩句振動失業這個城市是一部分的話，最可怕的一部分，我顯示我的渺小，接受藍黴羊皮滑覆蓋窗外綿羊肉的記憶努力結合死於自己的死亡，非抽搐鏡頭當兩頁之間是一種嚴重的新聞紙後面的墳墓是海	London Reality is part of my nature Spring has accepted the overflowing green of the dead again Streets, accept more funerals which are blacker yet beneath the flowers Red phone boxes in the rain like a warning Time is part of the internal organs, bird voices Open every rusting face on the benches Watching night's eyes a prolonged flying accident When yet another day is blotted out, London Write out all my madness; lick out all the brown beer's froth The bell's toll in a little bird's brain vibrates like a gloomy verse unemployed The city is part of the word, the most terrifying part of me Showing my insignificance, accepting Blue mildewed sheepskin slip-cover outside the window Sheep meat's memory diligently binding its own death dying in the non-convulsing lens When between two pages of newsprint is a grave Behind the grave is the ocean.

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