出生于中国湖南。90年代移民美国，毕业于加州州立大学电脑系。曾有诗歌、散文发表于报刊。现居加州洛杉矶。

Ying Yun was born in Hunan, China. She immigrated to USA in 1990s and graduated from California State University. She has published some poems and essays on newspapers. She lives in Los Angeles, California.

十一月九日
：给张纯如女士

November Ninth
: For Iris Chang

夜深。
我告诉OCTAVIO PAZ你的离去。

他说，白天给予我们面容
你遁影于夜晚：
仍扇动着
与夜相连的翅膀
飞寻
从地平线裂痕中
归来的时间

他说，时间已经归来
一切就绪，犹如昨天：
空街上的屋
屋顶上的雪
雪上的沉默
但你
必须掀开沉默
将埋葬在时间废墟中
的一切
在白日的光里
现形：
贪婪，掠夺，屠杀
在那座伤痕累累的城市：
只在夜里舔摸自己
永不愈合的伤口

他说，我们将睁开眼睛
穿行在时间与它的发明中：
看，沉默掀去，
白色的鸽群
于清晨的蓝天中
如波飞行

而此时，你行走在夜色
仍在追寻
沿着时间的来径
但，以一颗安宁的心
			

Deep night.
I tell Octavio Paz of your departing.

He says that Day gives us appearance
And you just hide at night:
Still fluttering
Your wings extend into Night
Flying and searching 
For Time that will return 
Through the cracks of horizon

He says that Time has already returned
Everything same as that of yesterday:
Houses on empty streets
Snow on roofs
Silence on snow
But you must lift the silence and throw it away
Bringing everything
Buried in the ruins of Time
To the light of Day:
Greed, robbery, slaughterer
In that silently weeping city
Who licks its incurable wound 
At night

He says that we will open our eyes
Walking through Time and its inventions:
Look, silence thrown away,
The flocks of pigeons
Waving 
In the blue morning sky

But now, you are walking at night
Still searching
Along the path of Time
Yet, with a peaceful mind