After the Spring Festival, I went to the library for the first time, mainly to borrow Yu Xiuhua’s books. I wanted to borrow the collection of poems "Crossing Half of China to Sleep with You", but I couldn't find it, so I borrowed "Moonlight Falls on the Left Hand". I wanted to read Yu Xiuhua because of a WeChat message about her from my good friend Wei Lai. I read her poem "Crossing Half of China to Sleep with You" and several other poems from it, and it made my head smoke. It was amazing! A true poet.
I eagerly finished reading "Moonlight Falls on the Left Hand" and it was so enjoyable! I am more convinced that the masters are among the people, and the true taste comes from the mountains and wilds. Naked love, naked spirit and a muscle will produce a genius poet.
Picking a few sentences at random: "After feeding the fish, the south wind was strong, and big blue flowers were blown in/She looked at the fish for a while. They were tumbling and squeezing in the water, and a fish Knocked over/Another fish/A wave knocked over another/If it were in life, what kind of incident would this cause/If it was in love, what kind of despair would this cause/There must be clouds falling into the water, being A fish drank in. ("The Man Waving to the Sky") "My body is tilted like a car with a flat tire/so it will cause a traffic accident at any time, and I have to prepare a big/speech for it." , testimony. As well as water and nutrition after the deposition/-this kind of thing always makes me collapse. Exhaustion makes people forget/so, another car accident is not far away/my mouth is also tilted, which always makes me tired. People are unhappy/Neither talking nor kissing can make them behave properly. Some people say that the kissing place is wrong ("Meeting a Mirror"). It's spinning/when it comes to the soul, I want to slap myself twice/this emptiness, this mortal enemy "In the Wind". Yu Xiuhua's poems express a superb sense of play. She seeks peace through poetry and plays with life and society.
After reading "Moonlight Falls on the Left Hand", I immediately purchased two of her poetry collections online. On the day I received the book, I finished reading another one, "The Shaking World". Not satisfied, I searched her blog and read some of her recent works. What intuition? This poem, if it is not stupid or crazy to the end, it will not bloom the beautiful flowers that will make you stand out. This Yu Xiuhua, in her head, must think that the world should be like her heart, with transparent glass. Love is like her dream, the most profound love. Life will go as she wishes, dreams will come true and dreams will die. Precisely because of the distance and floating of various goals, in the face of the cruel reality and life encounters, her body and soul were gradually embedded in the "great uneasiness". In order to find peace, Yu Xiuhua tried to rest the soul of constant lightning by picking and recording lightning sentences, trying to expel these "troublesome" "lightning sentences" from his mind. The blog records the beautiful sentences her teachers told her. At first, I didn’t want to be published, nor did I want to be a poet, nor did I want to become famous. It is precisely in this way that these "charged" words have activated the poetry world and made those poets who claim to be extraordinary invisible. Poetry is electricity, lightning, tearing in the dark night, and thunder in the clear sky. Poetry, once expressed, electrically touches the soul. Yu Xiuhua turned on the power of poetry!
Yu Xiuhua’s poems are not written, but exposed. The true posture is revealed, the good desire is revealed, and the beautiful form is revealed! In addition to being naked, she also possesses perseverance. This level of persistence is almost obsessive. As we often say, it is called a tendon. The characteristic of Yu Xiuhua's poems is that they look beautiful naked. To put it bluntly, why she looks good naked is because she is content with herself and is not afraid of being embarrassed. Poetry requires such qualities, and few people have both. Just imagine, a person who can express his emotions so realistically that his body hair shows through, and even removes the last briefs in his spiritual world, and openly exposes his love and soul, what else can he be if he is not the same person? However, what is easy to read and what catches the eye is the naked spirit of poetry and art; what is touching and what makes the heart tremble is the naked soul of poetry and art. Her poems are rare to stick to sincerely. Just think that true poets all have crazy feelings, crazy thoughts, and crazy tongues. They are loyal to individuals and escape from normalcy.
It’s been a long time since I’ve read such good poetry from a new poetry collection published by a new poet. I once told a friend that most good poets have "neurosis" or severe "schizophrenia." Because in real life, a stubborn person is often regarded as a "psychopath." The kind of restless souls who "ride me and find me" and fight with each other are often diagnosed as "schizophrenia". And it just so happens that a true poet is born with the potential to express uneasy emotions and souls truly and artistically.
Human life is the process of finding peace. Being buried in peace is the peace at the end of life. Reading, writing poetry, writing novels, writing and painting, various creations, entrepreneurship, as well as hobbies, love, marriage, family, and all kinds of ways to achieve fame and fortune are all processes of finding peace. In other words, dream of the other side and find peace on the road. Yu Xiuhua's Xun'an is hanging on the poem with a single thread, walking and naked, naked and walking, which should be cherished. Such a poet is rare! Such poetry is so delicious!
There are many true poets with artistic talent, but because they cannot be "naked" like Yu Xiuhua, the poetry shows on the catwalk have become fashionable and exquisite, which makes people aesthetically tired. In Yu Xiuhua's poems, the eye-catching "Neon Clothes and Feathered Clothes" and "The Emperor's New Clothes" add personality to the poems, which are deafening and refreshing. People who are too smart, too astute, and too flexible, even masters of philosophical dialectics, may write a few good poems, but they rarely become good poets. Poets have innate poetic qualities.
It may not require great wisdom, profound knowledge, or special training. You just need to cook whatever soup is brewed deep in your emotions. No recipe required, just fry, stir-fry, stew, and stew as you like. Just like Yu Xiuhua, say whatever you think, and say whatever you want. Not for anything else, just for peace of mind!
Let’s talk about poetry again
I borrowed two volumes of the January issue of "Poetry Magazine" in 2016 and the "Selected Poems" sponsored by Hebei Provincial Writers Association in January 2016 Month number. In the first half of the January issue of "Poetry Magazine", my favorite is the selected poems by French poet Francis Gompot in the International Poetry section. His poems are thoughtful, soulful, skillful, rhythmic, and tentative, and can be read sentence by sentence and word by word. Nowadays, most of the poems in "Poetry Magazine" can only be scanned. In addition, Su Qian's "Secret: I Have Days That Gone with the Wind" is heart-warming and good. In the second half of the January issue of "Poetry Magazine", I probably only like Zhang Manqing's poem "So I Forgave You" in the "Discovery" column, and Li Jianzhou's poems in the "Review" column. "Dancing on the Point of Flame" (positive side) "The poetry of "colloquialism" and its strategic failures" (negative side). Surprisingly, this 2016 issue of "Selected Poems" was more enjoyable to read. I mainly read poems by three old poets: Ye Yanbin, Tian Jian, and Luo Luo. An old poet is an old poet. Even if it is a straightforward and simple sentence, it will have a different charm when put into poetry.
I like Ye Yanbin’s "Half Window Wind and Moon": "The sun uses the broom tip of the ray to stir up three dewdrops/fall on two lotus leaves/the dewdrops on the lotus leaves slide/slide toward nine o'clock in the morning, It's exactly nine o'clock... I stood speechless in front of the lotus pond. / What can I say? It's just right to be speechless / I can't say that my feet have turned into lotus roots / Fixed me in front of the lotus pond / Let us see each other every second "Looking at each other / getting ugly and getting old." This Ye Yanbin ran a "Poetry Journal" that was not very good, but the poems he wrote were still readable.
I have read very few poems in the field and know very little about them. I know that there is such a poet. During the Spring Festival Gala a few decades ago, there was a couplet with the artist's name in the first couplet asking for a pair, and the second couplet was also an artist. The opposite second line is "The cows get grass in the Biye field." Among the three people, Biye knows that the cows get grass, but they don't know about the fields. This time in "Selected Poems", I had the honor to read "Poetry of the Anti-Japanese War in the Field" selected to commemorate the 100th anniversary of the birth of the poet Tian Jian, as well as "The Poet in the Field" by Yao Shanmeng and "Poetry Unspeakable - The Poet and I" "Experiences of Interacting in the Fields" and Liu Xiangdong's "Revisiting the Anti-Japanese War Poems in the Fields" can be regarded as filling the gap.
What I want to talk about is the third poet Love. After reading his "Love's Selected Poems" published in "Selected Poems", I realized that this man is a poet of today's era. If the poems in the field belong to that era, and Ye Yanbin’s poems can still survive in this era, then Love’s poems should lead this era. Because what flows in his poems is fresh modern and contemporary poetry and verses. I just read Yu Xiuhua's poems. Her poems are vivid and shining. But her poems are limited, focusing more on individual emotions, and the world for soul quenching is not very broad. She is indeed a true and single-minded poet. But he is not an outstanding poet who has deep thoughts and a soul that can rise to lead others. Reading her, you can feel and understand, enjoy the excitement, experience the reality and suffering of life, as well as the difficulty of communicating with the social world on an equal footing, and even see the blood and soul in the words, cultivating The flowers come out. However, you are unlikely to respond, learn, admire, or look up to others. And Love's poems are very obvious and have profound accumulation. They stand above us and most poets, making people look up.
Having said that, I would like to talk about the baseline of how to view poetry, how to stand, and how to speak. Let me first talk about how to view it. When Tian Jian interacted with later generations of poets, his attitude towards poetry was only good here and not so good there, and he did not give advice or comment. Tian Jian said that poetry can be felt whether it is good or not, but it is difficult to say whether it is good or bad. I agree with Tian Jian’s attitude towards poetry. As an old poet and a poetry editor, you can and have the right to say whether a poem is good or bad. Not talking about it is out of respect for poetry. Perhaps, a poem that you think is bad is a favorite poem among more people, and it is impossible to become a classic and be passed down, just like the newly emerged hazy poetry. Or maybe the poem you like is not liked by the public. Or, truly good poetry may only be visible to a small group of people on the top of Dongshan Mountain...
Poetry itself is very individual. An individual's poem is good because it arouses more outcry. Sometimes, the chants have a rough frequency and amplitude, and gradually accumulate into a convention, the public's standard for the quality of poetry. Having such standards formed in creation is not a bad thing. However, it will be difficult for poetry to progress if all poetry is treated according to established standards. Nowadays, even if you are Li Bai, Bai Juyi, and Nalan Xingde, praising those poems every day, I am afraid it will be difficult for most people to follow suit. The forms and judgment standards of literature always adapt to the development of the times and change with the changes of new things that emerge as the times require. Poetry cannot escape this pattern. Poetry is a combination of concentric feelings and frequencies. It can be said to be good or bad. Don't say how it is good or how it is bad. Because you may not necessarily have a greater vision and pattern than the author. Therefore, in addition to respecting poetry, I still respect it.
Let’s talk about how to stand in front of poetry. By reading a poem, you can roughly taste the taste and pattern of the poem. It can also be said that you can experience the poet's vision and knowledge.
There are many poems nowadays. There are indeed wonderful sentences in the poems, but when you read the whole poem, you will feel out of breath. There are also some poems that are white and refreshing, but when I read them, they feel like the toothpaste has been squeezed to the end, lacking the bottom rhyme and staying power. Love's poems are breathtaking to read, and the threads are broken and connected. The rhythm of the words is free and naughty. Between the lines, you can feel the author's deep intention of saying endlessly and never ending. Reading Love's poems is like entering a wonderful garden, so beautiful. As long as your eyes stop at random and stop on any poem, that poem will definitely be a "flower" that can withstand viewing. "When dusk decorates the window after the rain/I will detect the depth of the distant mountains from here/take a breath on the window glass/then draw a long path/a back figure/someone walking away from the rain" (" "Under the Window") "The muscles of the moonlight are so pale/and the skin of my time gradually turns black/in the wind/falls off layer by layer." "Sometimes I can't help but get angry at the mirror/as long as/the lights in the whole city go out/and never again. I can’t find my face/I broke the glass with one punch/There is blood oozing out” (“The Wound of Time”) “Winds and rains/Suitable for walking alone/And I don’t have an umbrella in my hand/There is a beauty in not holding an umbrella. Where / What’s wet is my wet / What’s cold is my cold / Even if I shrink myself into as small as a raindrop / Small / It’s still my small” (“Walking Alone in the Rain”) “How much does a particle of dust weigh / It depends? Where to put it / It’s very heavy on the butcher’s knife / It’s light on the monk’s futon / As for if it accidentally falls on my clothes and hat / Just dust it off / ("The Power of Gray") "How do we put Luo If you read my husband's poems in the world of petty emotions, you will most likely see only petty femininity. But when placed in the broad context and pattern, the flavor of the poem is completely different. Therefore, writing poetry requires education, and reading poetry also requires education.
Finally, let’s talk about the poem. The text has no fixed rules. Poetry, too, has no certain way of writing. Yu Xiuhua said that she didn't know how to write poetry. And the words that the teacher said were beautiful came out naturally, and when they were spliced ??together, they became a popular and current poem. When talking about poetry, first of all, you must have a good attitude, and secondly, you must determine your position and the position and structure from which you should look at the poem. You need to figure it out first. You may like the poems you see, or you may not like them. But don't easily set the mood and pattern of the poem. Because the weather and pattern of this first reading may be within your weather pattern, or it may be outside the pattern of your ideological knowledge and life accumulation. In other words, you yourself cannot enter this kind of weather and pattern. If it's the former, fine. If it's the latter, you'll inevitably make a fool of yourself.
In my opinion, regardless of whether old poetry or new poetry, there are at least two categories in terms of atmosphere and pattern. One is the hard atmosphere and pattern that has accumulated profound knowledge and must be described. This kind of atmosphere and pattern , mainly focuses on spiritual orientation, and the form is mostly subordinate to the content. The other is a soft atmosphere and pattern that is flexible and hesitant to say more. This kind of atmosphere and pattern mainly emphasizes the beauty of form, and the content can follow the form.