As part of my New Year resolution, I am going to edit my translations of Chinese poems. Most of them, actually all of them were done on the spur-of-the-moment, immediately after reading a poem that I wanted to translate.
I translate, I post, I forget, Such is my MO. They were moments of self indulgence: I did it because I wanted to and I felt I can. I hoped that people would want to read them then I was flabbergasted when they did: maybe I should have taken more care.
I had no idea that I had translated so many. It is tiring to delete those posts one by one so I stopped at a hundred. They will reappear as I work on them but I can’t promise that they will be better and some will be left alone.