Pass by a cemetery
As if the star at dusk, one flicker. Strolling in a cemetery, I am ignited.
Secrets expand continuously in my body, this evasive fire
Wind, floats slowly, carries fire in its hands if light, quenches me if hard
They and I look at each other, separated by dirt. Those who stand in the front row of time
sleep tight in place of me, keep half of my life in the dirt’s mouth
so I stagger, scrape of flesh outside of this cemetery, loose blood
But every time, I will be hit
want to find harsh blames in the relentless whisper
only wind, whizes in whiz at the mouth of an empty liquor bottle
Till night falls, the closest tomb stone is buried
My suddenly empty body
seems not be sucked by mighty gravity.
《经过墓园》
余秀华
如同星子在黄昏，一闪。在墓园里走动，被点燃的我
秘密在身体里不断扩大，抓不住的火
风，曳曳而来，轻一点捧住火，重一点就熄灭我
他们与我隔土相望。站在时间前列的人
先替我沉眠，替我把半截人世含进土里
所以我磕磕绊绊，在这座墓园外剃去肉，流去血
然而每一次，我都会被击中
想在不停的耳语里找到尖利的责备
只有风，在空了的酒瓶口呼啸似的呼啸
直到夜色来临，最近的墓碑也被掩埋
我突然空空荡荡的身体
仿佛不能被万有引力吸住
xxx - I don't know the original, but the English translation is a stunning cornucopia of images and original metaphoric phrasings.
Inspiring.
