Noon by Qimanqul Awut (tr. by Wang Ping from Ysupujiang's translation from Uighur)

Noon 

by Qimanqul Awut

 tr. Wang Ping, from Yusupujiang’s translation from Uighur

 

A horse, limp with worn hooves,

Comes out of the poplar woods

No sound of bells,

Only silence in the desert, leaves sparkling in green.

It’s stuffy everywhere, like noon

Wind blowing in the water ditch

A woman is running from distance

She forgot her purse

Pieces of naan in my imagination

Soaked in salty tears

Wearing the ascetic’s attire

Standing among rocks

 

 

正午

作者： 其曼古丽·阿吾提

译者：玉苏普江

蹄子磨损的一匹马，

从胡杨林疲惫地走近。

在这儿没有铃音，

沙漠安静，树叶鲜艳。

四周像正午很闷，

水渠里正在流风。

从远处跑来 ，

忘记包的一个女人。

仿佛想象的一块块馕，

泡软在咸眼泪中。

穿着苦行僧服的一个人 ，

与岩石排队站在列中。

（译自诗集“正午”，新疆人民出版社 ，2012年 2月）

 

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Qimanqul Awut, from Xinjiang, is China’s most active and renowned female poet who writes in the Uighur language. She’s published five books of poetry— Noon, Stone Leaf, Pomes of Qimanqul, and others. She won the major “Fast Horse Award."

 

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Wang Ping is a Chinese-American poet with over a dozen books to her name who lives in St. Paul, MN. See her webpage, WangPing.com.