A lonely wild goose

A strange comparison indeed, Cher sings, Sooner or later, We all Sleep Alone, and Cui Tu’s poem, A Solitary Wild Goose, the story of a wandering wild goose, woefully crying, seeking a home.

A lonely wild goose

line after line after line after line
flies back over the border
and you, by yourself, saying its fine
as it rains
evening comes and you call
with no answer
so, you alight at night, slowly
on an icy and frozen pond, above
faster than you clouds, heavy and wet, move
towards the mountains and wintry moon…
if you suffered the archer’s arrow and streamer,
could it be worse than going alone?

Cui Tu (traditional Chinese) was born in 854. His death went unrecorded. His lifetime spanned the events leading up to the end of the Tang dynasty in 907, natural disasters — alternate floods and drought – accompanied by major rebellions.

Twice yearly, Cui Tu must have observed the annual migration of the wild geese. In the spring, when the weather warms, the geese fly north, line after line, beyond the mountains, beyond the northern borders, beyond the purple passes to a foreign land, to a place beyond the ken of the poet. This migration is then repeated in the winter when the geese return, and fly south in search of a warmer and safer home.

Woe, the solitary goose cries out to his fleeing companions and attempts to bear the cold northern winds alone.

Original Chinese Characters –

孤雁

几行归塞尽
片影独何之
暮雨相呼失
寒塘欲下迟
渚云低暗渡
关月冷相随
未必逢矰缴
孤飞自可疑

Pinyin

Jǐ xíng guī sāi jǐn,

piàn yǐng dú hé zhī?

Mùyǔ xiāng hū shī,

hán táng yù xià chí.

Zhǔ yún dī àn dù,

guān yuè lěng xiāng suí.

Wèibì féng zēng jiǎo,

gū fēi zì kěyí

An examination of the pinyin, reveals an abundance of rhyme that is lost in translation. I have also abandoned form and structure in a attempt to give the poem some of Cui Tu’s resonance.

What, you ask, does any of this have to do with Cher? It is obvious to the wild goose and Cher.

beach_sit

Advertisements

Thoughts on New Years Eve – Cui Tu

The end of the old year, the beginning of a new one, a new poet, Cui Tu. What will the new year bring?

The road to Ba is a long, long, long way
Still, I am making this fearful journey of ten thousand li
At night in the melting snow beneath the jagged mountains
A stranger alone in a strange land
Gradually growing more distant from family and friends
Becoming closer to my companions instead
How does one bear moving from place to place
When tomorrow will be the New Year?

The Chinese Lunar New Year will fall on Friday, February 16, 2018. So, I am ahead of myself if I am trying to keep pace with Cui Tu, but on track if one uses the Gregorian calendar.

State of Ba

Cui Tu’s destination was the state of Ba in eastern Sichuan, China. Ba borders the states of Pu, Chu, and Shu. Cui’s final destination is not given. He could have been traveling to the eastern edge of the Tibetan Plateau, the northern Daba Mountains, or the Yungui Plateau to the south, or, just as well, all three. Cui Tu loved to wander.

Chinese mile, Li

The li is a Chinese unit of distance, about 500 meters or 1640 feet.

Other translations

No translation is ever exact and I have taken a liberty or two. American poet Witter Bynner included Thoughts on New Year’s Eve in his translation of Tang poetry, Heng-tʻang-tʻui-shih, The Jade Mountain: A Chinese Anthology (New York: Knopf, 1929.

Original Chinese text

除夜有懷

迢遞三巴路
羈危萬里身
亂山殘雪夜
孤獨異鄕人
漸與骨肉遠
轉於僮僕親
那堪止漂泊
明日歲華新