الخميس، 24 أبريل 2025

POEMS BY ANNA KEIKO - SHAINGHAI


EXISTENCEANDNON-EXISTENCE

-my daily life-

The sky wakes up, the grass sleeps

A new day is like a rolling washing machine

A fire for cooking and a pot for frying vegetables

The kitchen, existing and non-existent forms

home, a bed, ruin gesture

A door without a wall, the study

There are countless people communicating in

the pages of the book

you fill out a blank page

Replacement of unpredictable interlayers

For a poem, in a dream

Talk to Muses about Confucius, Yi Yin, King Wu

Talk about Ulysses, Aristotle

When talking about Qu Yuan and Du Fu, there is a flash in the east

you used to live in red tape

Some indelible memories, like movies

Hanging on the wall, evoking the desire to die

resuscitated like a snuffed cigarette butt

Rekindling Faith and Love in a Forest

therefore

I sew buttons on an old shirt

Find your way out of the world for absurd islands

Find a place for a body-intimate creek

Water the truth for grown vegetables

Pray for apple trees, rice fields, miscanthus

(August 2, 2022)

Translation: Andreas Weiland (Germany)

I AM A POETESS

I am lucky to be a female poet in the 21st century.

During thousands years of history,

Women's status and rights have always been humble.

Now I want to stand among the forerunners of the present.

It's not just about being a good daughter, wife and mother,

Nor does it just consume energy and time to sew and cook,

But to be as strong and as independent as a pine tree.

Of course, we also smile like a flower.

Like Marie Curie's wisdom rising to the heights,

Like Nightingale, the founder of poetry,

Like Simon de Beauvoir writing her own philosophy.

When you can hold an umbrella for someone else

You don't have to be afraid of rain and snow,

You are worthy of life in that way.

You are also the creator of this era.

(September 29, 2023)



UNIMAGINABLE

There is a kind of ugliness that seems reasonable,

But so far people have not found a language to reveal it

They do despicable things in the name of justice

and dig graves from the spine of the earth downwards.

What they hold in their arms are not their wives and children

but are murderous weapons

Gaza became a human prison.

However, on another coast of the sea

someone yawned and sang Christmas carols

Plan to find nourishment on the scorched earth

After feeding it into the scorpion's mouth,

remove the rotten parts

and turn the rest into a crown.

(October 30, 2023)

 

Prepared by Angela Kosta Executive Director of the Magazines: MIRIADE, NUANCES ON THE PANORAMIC CANVAS, BRIDGES OF LITERATURE, journalist, poet, essayist, publisher, literary critic, editor, translator, promoter

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