倪志娟，1970年生于湖北。哲学博士，现任教于杭州电子科技大学人文学院。学术之余创作并翻译诗歌、随笔。

Zhijuan Ni was born in Hubei Province in China in 1970. She holds a PHD degree in philosophy. She has published a number of translations in poetry. She teaches and lives in Hangzhou.

雾气

Fog

夜晚，你是对话者
是墙壁
是幽暗的光
照见走来的身影
雾气似的爬满玻璃
中午，是一
分为二的地方
阳光下的人
都有投水的冲动
你在酒杯中寻找渊源
像是一种召唤：
“只有一个人理解我
而他也并非真正理解”
			

Night
You are my companion
Wall
And dim light, 
Silhouettes approach
climbing the glass like fog.
Noon is a place 
Where one is divided into two,
And everyone under the sun
Burns to drown
You seek for beginnings in a glass,
like a beckon:
"Only one person can understand me,
And he doesn’t really get it."
			

春风中的冥想

Meditation In The Spring Breeze

春天吹送着奇异的二重奏
如同一本诗集中的
两页
我读到了喜悦和忧伤
绿色在青草的身体中继续奔跑
一小片树叶
就要掠过少女清凉的眼神
在植物的气息中
仿佛有谁正在走近
从他的微笑
诞生了鸟语花香
从他的眼泪，诞生了你和我
			

Spring blows a strange duet 
Like two pages 
in a collection of poems
I read about joy and sorrow 
Green is running across
the body of grass 
A small leaf 
Skirts over a girl’s cool look 
Surrounded by the breath of a plant 
Like someone approaching 
From whose smile 
Birds sing and flowers profume
From whose tears, come you and I
			

雪人

Snowman

冬天过去了很久
雪人还活着

我们看不见他

他的声音
隐藏在我们的歌声中

当我们感到悲伤
伸出手
如同寻找依靠

我们也许穿透了雪人的身躯

在越来越炽烈的阳光下
雪人的寒冷被渴望

原野上的生机与雪人无关

他开始融化
我们的身躯变得僵硬

一团火焰的灰烬
将使人忆起风雪中永恒的孤独
			

Winter passed a long time ago,
The snowman is still alive.

We can not see him,

His voice 
Hides in our singing.

When we feel sad
He reaches out
Looking for support.

Maybe we are through the Snowman's body.

Under the blazing sun
The snowman's cold is desired.

The vitality of the field is unrelated to the Snowman.
He begins to melt.

Our bodies are frozen stiff.

The ashes of a fire will cause one
to remember the eternal loneliness of snow.