The Art World of William Marr 非馬藝術世界
William Marr (Fei Ma), Poet 非馬,詩人,藝術家
2026年5月26日星期二
非馬漢英雙語詩〈濕吻〉
非馬漢英雙語詩〈濕吻〉刊登於《芝加哥時報》2026.5.22
William Marr’s bilingual poem WET KISS published in the Chicago Chinese News, 2026.5.22
濕吻
─懷念剛去世的犬孫可可
他閉著眼
習慣地伸出右手
摸索床邊
柔順的皮毛
以及短促熱切的
呼氣
卻突然被一個
冰冷生硬的凹陷
驚醒了過來
睜開眼
他看到他的手
正呆呆地
在那無限擴張的虛空裡
無望地等待
一個沾滿口水
調皮偷襲的
吻
A WET KISS
-- for my granddog Coco who recently passed away
with eyes closed
he habitually stretched his right hand
over the bedside
to feel for the soft fur
and her panting
warm breath
but was startled
by a frigid hollow
that snapped his eyes open
he saw his stupefied hand
stuck in the middle of an ever-expanding emptiness
waiting
for a warm
sloppy kiss
that never came
2026年5月19日星期二
漢英雙語詩〈同天空辯論〉
非馬漢英雙語詩〈同天空辯論〉刊登於《芝加哥時報》2026.5.15
William Marr’s bilingual poem TO ARGUE WITH THE SKY published in the Chicago Chinese News, 2026.5.15
同天空辯論
別想同天空辯論
當它陰沉著臉雷電交加
你根本不可能同他辯論
但一旦雨過天晴
風清雲淡
你也隨之心平氣和
這時候你會想
有什麼好辯論的呢
TO ARGUE WITH THE SKY
don't ever think of arguing with the sky
when he darkens his face
amidst thunder and lightning
there is no chance to interrupt
but when the rain stops
the clouds are lucid
and a gentle breeze is blowing
you too are calm and light of heart
then you'd wonder
what's there to argue about
2026年5月17日星期日
「诺贝尔诗葩-双语」+诗歌合辑
「诺贝尔诗葩-双语」《同时间辩论》文/非马 (美国) 英译/William Marr 双语朗诵/花仙子【海外华英】_海外头条
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2026年5月8日星期五
漢英雙語詩〈同時間辯論〉
漢英雙語詩〈同時間辯論〉刊登於《芝加哥時報》2026.5.8
William Marr’s bilingual poem TO ARGUE WITH TIME published in the Chicago Chinese News, 2026.5.8
同時間辯論
同時間其實沒什麼好辯論的
即使你把所有的時針都往反時鐘方向撥
他還是自顧自地猛往前衝
讓你趕得上氣不接下氣
然後在某個午夜
在一個空無一人的陌生城鎮
你看到他高高蹲坐在發光的塔尖上
自鳴得意地
鐺--鐺--
鐺--鐺--
鐺--鐺--
鐺--鐺--
鐺--鐺--
鐺--鐺--
一聲聲
重重敲在你的心房上
接著是一片死
寂
此刻是你辯論的好機會
如果你還能開口
TO ARGUE WITH TIME
there is no way you can argue with time
even if you turn all his hands counterclockwise
he will just keep ticking rushing forward
leaving you way behind and breathless
then at a certain midnight
in a desolate little town
you see him sitting atop a luminous tower
with stars in his eyes
clang… clang…
clang… clang…
clang… clang…
clang… clang…
clang... clang...
clang... clang...
one after another
pounding heavily on your heart
followed by a dead
silence
now is your perfect chance to argue
if you can still open your mouth
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