Brief bio sketch

Lloyd Haft (1946- ) was born in Sheboygan, Wisconsin USA and lived as a boy in Wisconsin, Louisiana and Kansas. In 1968 he graduated from Harvard College and went to Leiden, The Netherlands for graduate study in Chinese (M. A. 1973, Ph. D. 1981). From 1973 to 2004 he taught Chinese language and literature, mostly poetry, at Leiden. His sinological publications include Pien Chih-lin: A Study in Modern Chinese Poetry (1983/2011; published in Chinese translation as 发现卞之琳: 一位西方学者的探索之旅 in 2010) and Zhou Mengdie’s Poetry of Consciousness (2006).



He has translated extensively into English from the Dutch of Herman Gorter and Willem Hussem, and from the Chinese of various poets including Lo Fu, Yang Lingye, Bian Zhilin and Zhou Mengdie.



Since the 1980s he has also been active as a poet writing in Dutch and English. He was awarded the Jan Campert Prize for his 1993 bilingual volume Atlantis and the Ida Gerhardt Prize for his 2003 Dutch free-verse readings of the Psalms (republished by Uitgeverij Vesuvius in 2011). His most recent book of poems (in Dutch) is Deze poelen, deze geest (2008). His newer poems are published (some republished) on this blog.



After early retirement in 2004, for a number of years Lloyd Haft spent much of his time in Taiwan with his wife Katie Su. In addition to writing and translating, his interests include Song-dynasty philosophy and taiji quan. He sings in the choir of a Roman Catholic church of the Eastern Rite in The Hague.



Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Li Shenquan 李神泉 in memoriam (gedichten)


‘Wie er lang mag staan is rijk...’

Li Shenquan 李神泉 in memoriam

I.

‘Wie er lang mag staan is rijk’ –
zo heette het onder de bomen.
Waar ze ’t hoogst werden
vingen zij bij vallend blad nog
goud: laatste spranken
van een ondergaande zon.

Niet zo onder ons.
Wie hier pas komt is
hoog, staat
open: vangt
wat er komt. Of
komen kán. Want

alle komen is van wind.


II.

Niet ingeschreven. Inge-
waaid krijgt de den groen,

kromt de tak donker.
Waaien doet worden, laat ook ont-
worden want adem

is niet altijd in –
adem gaat als licht

uit, vlug,
met de wind mee

daar: waar de tak al af-
lopend wijst.


III.

Wat je van de wind
naziet is de boom
die hij leegde

want alle vorm is nagelaten:
wordens wees,
wezens wrak,

tak waar toen de één en vreemde
vogel bijna bleef
die bij ons lichtte.

--Lloyd Haft
december 2010



De foto is van het waterverfschilderij 'Als edelst geldt lang leven' van Li Shenquan. Dank aan:
http://tw.myblog.yahoo.com/jw!vOVuWO2UFRs4U0M3rU0nVL8jCw--/article?mid=2656