诗人付超英的双语诗集《芦笙情》在海外出版
诗人付超英的双语诗集《芦笙情》在海外出版
在梁宗岱先生诞辰120周年之际，我中心特别推出的右江民族医学院付超英（笔名艾葭葭）老师的双语诗集《芦笙情》近日已由美国芝加哥学术出版社正式出版发行。
该诗集包含“古风”和“现代风”，约100多首，涵盖了民族语境和时代语境，所写的诗多是对生活的感悟和抒怀，有对红城百色和少数民族风情的记录，有对季节变化、生命荣枯的思考，也有对故乡的回忆和怀念。她的诗不拘一格，文笔优美，诗意盎然，深受读者喜爱，入选了中国诗歌网广西频道的热门诗人。付超英的诗歌或多或少传承了中国著名诗人梁宗岱（1903-1983，广西百色人）的遗风，使人想起他当年的《晚祷》和《芦笛风》，请欣赏付老师下列的诗作：
千姿百色
燕飞莺啼芽色新，澄碧潋滟雨后晴。
一笔诗意如天瀑，千姿百色醉心倾。
Charming Poses of Baise
Swallows fly and warblers sing amid fresh sprouts
With sunshine after rain, in waves Chengbi River flows
Like a waterfall dashes one poetic stroke
Intoxicating with charming poses Baise grows
花怨
新枝沐风自悠然，层峦迢递笙歌转。
浮生若梦如逆旅，长恨香片落右江。
Flower Grievance
New branches are bathed in the breeze leisurely
Layers of mountains stretch far with echoing music and song
Floating life is like a dream in a tough journey
At fragrant petals falling on Youjiang River I grieve long
戒
向凉月借一缕清风
吹散心底的波澜
前世，我该是一朵莲
开在银色的月光下
无数次在寂静中，辗转梵呗
佛祖用普世悲悯的目光
旁观这嗔恚、喜乐、哀婉、炎凉......
莲，在暗夜中执着
星辉如海。等风，风不来
莲叶上盈盈欲坠的珠泪
是这夜，寂寞的圆
就这样，飘摇于尘世
我双手合十，颤抖着
再一次默念求了千万次的愿
那一夜，风没来
那一夜，月色惨白
Precepts
I borrowed from the cool moon a wisp of breeze
To blow away my innermost surges
The past life could see me as a lotus
Bloom under the silver moonlight
Swaying and chanting in countless silence
The Buddha gazed with universal compassion at
Worldly resentment, pleasure, sadness and fickleness.
The lotus held tight obsession in the dark night
The starlight flowed as the sea. I waited for the wind, but it didn’t come.
On the lotus leaves, pearly tears going to fall
Made the lonely circle for the night
I was thus wandering around the world,
Putting my hands together, quivering.
In my silent pray, the wish was repeated thousands of times
That night, the wind didn't come.
That night, the moon looked pale.
莲落
一夕秋凉了
一朝花落了
那悠然而起的古歌
在荷塘，在山坡
风幽幽哟
掠过期冀的心河
寂静地飘落
摇碎一池波光的残梗呵
是采莲者
丰收后的无声落寞
Falling Lotus
At night autumn gets cool
In the morning, blossoms fall
The ancient song leisurely rings
Wandering in the lotus ponds, and on the hillsides
Oh, the breeze blows faintly
Skimming over the heart river of expectation,
Drifting down quietly,
The withered stalks that wrinkle a pool of ripples
Are the silent solitude of the
Lotus pickers after harvests
本诗集由高晚晚和程家惠两位老师翻译。该双语诗集在海外的出版既是对优秀诗人也是对民族文化和地方文化的推介。
梁宗岱研究中心 2023.11.8
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