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By Sergey Gerasimov
Those who survived are trying to speak out now.
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Moving a work from its original language to another language and audience. Translations communicate a variety of meanings from the original work, including sound and connotation.
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- ArticleBy Ryan Choi
A quietly radiant and neglected figure in early modern Korean poetry.
- PoemBy Kim OkTranslated By Ryan Choii
Sonorous music for voice— I hear
a short but elegiac,
pained
melody— for long discarded
dreams of a simple… - PoemBy Dmitry BlizniukTranslated By Sergey Gerasimovapartments are crumbling in the explosions
like rotten tree stumps.
automobiles are burning like fluff… - PoemBy Dmitry BlizniukTranslated By Sergey Gerasimovthe basement. the remotest corner and an old man there
is curled into a thorny billiard ball.
the elbows… - PoemBy Mo FeiTranslated By Wang PingAs if sweet olives blossomed again after the first Bailu frost, shadows
Talk, tiger tail grass talks,… - PoemBy JidimajiaTranslated By Wang PingAfter leaving a busy dock
We come to a new railway station
We chase time like this all our lives
The journey… - PoemBy A XinTranslated By Wang PingListen to the snow on earth, falling upon us
From the unknown space. Sky darkens—a line of poetry
Is half… - PoemBy XiwaTranslated By Wang PingWe believe in our soul
More so than our visible, touchable flesh
We believe in our soul, as if we had … - PoemBy Liang PingTranslated By Wang PingNaked is a good word
That must not be desecrated.
The heart doesn’t hide dirt,
So it can beat free till… - PoemBy Zhai YongmingTranslated By Wang PingMidnight someone whispered at my ear:
I’m awake, but you’re still sleeping
The world runs like a tiger… - PoemBy Yu JianTranslated By Wang PingA glorious day—sunlight on everything
A white rock shines in the Vermont woods
That’s Joe Brainard’s grave… - PoemBy Ye ZhouTranslated By Wang PingPlease bring a light
Into the grotto cave, please don’t forget
To bring a handful of barley.
Please plant… - PoemBy Chi LechuanTranslated By Wang PingOne white, one red, one black
Three horses are drinking at the riverbank
They drink at their own pace,… - PoemBy EnkehadaTranslated By Wang PingAt dawn, my dreams are torn
Looking through the cracks
I see a painting
Of a camel as big as an elephant… - PoemBy Li JianjunTranslated By Wang PingOne morning in summer
I came upon a valley
With a school of horses
Sheep, larks, and ninety-nine apricot… - PoemBy GuangziTranslated By Wang PingThe flowing river, running a thousand li
I’ve been standing on its shore, in a daze
Time rushes forward… - PoemBy Wen GuTranslated By Wang PingRain breaks on black rocks
Stars fall, one by one, on blue stones
A thousand years, ten thousand years… - PoemBy Yuan XinTranslated By Wang PingA little lane, 220 meters long, 6.3 meters wide.
Twenty-six years ago, I biked past the west side of … - PoemBy A’ErTranslated By Wang PingIt rises from the desert into clouds
It sinks into the river of eternity
Time can’t wash away
Its short…