1989出生于中国西安，新加坡公民，新加坡南洋理工大学中文系硕士，曾获李光耀金牌奖与许文辉优秀生等学术奖项。研究兴趣领域为现代诗歌与文化研究的互动。2007年开始诗歌创作，曾获新加坡大专文学奖、诗歌节全国诗歌创作比赛奖、金笔奖等。作品与评论见于新马、港台与中国大陆的报刊杂志。2014年与台湾大学现代诗社成员合著诗歌作品集《流離語族》，2017年出版个人诗集《青光》。目前就职于新加坡报业控股旗下的《联合早报》。

Zhou Hao was born in Xi’An China in 1989, he is currently a Singapore Citizen. Zhou Hao graduated from NTU with a Master of Arts, he is an award-winning poet of Chinese language. A recipient of the Lee Kuan Yew Gold medal and other academic accolades, his research interest is in the intersection of Modern Chinese Poetry and Cultural Studies. He clinched numerous literary awards since he began writing in 2007, such Singapore Tertiary Chinese Literature Award, National Poetry Competition, Golden Point Award etc. Most of his works are published on newspapers and literary journals locally and overseas. In 2014, he published a Poetry anthology Language Drifters with fellow Poets from National Taiwan University’s Poetry Society. His individual Poetry collection Qing Guang was published in 2017. He currently works at Lianhe Zaobao, Singapore Press Holding.

回旋

Whirling

颜色被一片片叼走后
肉体只能在光阴之间徘徊
风好客 但毕竟不容你寄宿
自由是无远弗届的笼子
无论向内还是向外
都难逃被空敞收编
无数单薄的叶子依然要反复思考
有关去留的永恒问题 想久了
叶面便生长出稀疏的羽毛
把撕碎的手稿抛得再高
它们也会回返土地
再次生根 缓慢而固执
被折腾得干瘦且无言以对
只能缠绕另一棵孤独
默默等待下一次循环
泪水无声坠入年轮的漩涡中
一切在旋转中消音
出发与逗留都将
不动声色
			

After the colors were nipped away slice by slice
The physical body can only wander between lights and shadows
Wind is hospitable, but could not let you stay for long after all
Freedom is a borderless cage
No matter it is facing inward or outward
One never escapes been incorporated by the emptiness of space
Countless frail leaves nevertheless ponder repeatedly
The eternal question of staying or leaving, after long enough
Sparse feathers began growing on their surface
Toss those shredded manuscripts up into the air
They will return to the ground
Regrow their roots, slowly but stubbornly
When one is tormented till scrawny and speechless
One could only intertwine with another solitude
Quietly waiting for the next cycle
Tears dripped into the annual ring’s vortex without a sound
All will be silenced in the whirling
Both departure and lingering will be
Composed and calm