Hu Min's Poetry Collection Dancing World
Nie Zuoping
After receiving the proof of the poetry collection, I specially read the author's brief introduction first to confirm a fact.
Yes, she was born in the early 1980s. That is to say, when we met and became friends, she was only 18 years old and a little girl who just entered the university. Of course, at that time, I was not too old. I am only thirty years old, which is the age when I mistakenly thought that the whole world would change for myself.
It seems to be the legendary era of white clothes fluttering. Some friends who get together because of literature are full of warm pillows and longing for the future, but their pockets are very shy. Often you can only find a low beef restaurant or mutton restaurant in a shabby alley near the north gate, drinking a lot of wine and serving simple dishes. I remember at that time, she was one of them. A quiet and young listener.
In a blink of an eye, almost 20 years have passed. I have forgotten how the wine game ended in those days, and how my imaginary future literary friends dispersed when I was young. It can be said that people who gathered in the deep courtyard of the poor alley at that time mostly had nothing to do with literature in their later years. This is also normal. The road to literature is too narrow to accommodate more people. I only remember that when I heard her news again, she was not the little girl who listened with a smile, but the boss of a cultural enterprise. Even, even the name is not called, this person who used to be like a little sister next door is called Hu, and this person seems to have profound meaning.
Reunion after a long separation is WeChat. In other words, after many years, Hu and I didn't meet again, but thanks to the meticulous WeChat, we learned about each other's situation: life, work, family, ideals-if any-and faces changed by years.
From Hu's circle of friends, I saw her elegant and spacious office space, her carefully decorated home, how she skillfully operated a series of cultural projects, and of course, the ability and reserve of a successful middle-aged woman.
However, I was a little surprised when she told me through WeChat that she was going to publish a collection of poems. Although from the circle of friends she usually sends casually, we can still see the literary talent exposed by literary immersion in the past, but it is different from publishing poetry after all. The forthcoming collection of poems proves at least two points: first, the young artists never gave up literature and kept writing; Secondly, it is particularly rare that in this age of lack of poetry, although she is engaged in business-which is definitely farther from poetry-she has preserved a poem that started from youth.
My literary career began with poetry. After forty years old, I wrote few poems, and the distance between me and the poetry circle is getting farther and farther. There are two reasons. First, poetry is a flawed way of expression, and many themes and ideas cannot be expressed or expressed by poetry. Second, the utilitarianism of the poetry circle is getting more and more serious, and the circle is getting more and more angry. It can be said that many people floating in the poetry circle are actually vulgar people without poetry.
Confucius said, courtesy does not seek all fields. Poetry and the place where poetry really exists may be outside the circle of poetry and "famous" poets. I have a faint joy when I look through the proofs of Hu's poems. Hu is a strange name to the poetry circle and most poets who use branch words in name only. In other words, her writing is a silent and real existence far from the world of poetry. For her, writing poetry is not for publication, not for winning prizes, not to grab some poor petty profits. Secular speaking, her career success and the material and spiritual gains brought by her success are obviously beyond the scope of poetry. Then, her writing is purely an inner need. These words, which flow from the pen according to the inner needs, can abandon exaggeration and melodrama to the maximum extent, thus approaching people's hearts and feelings more accurately.
If Hu's poems are tied up with the skills of poetry, it seems a little simple, but fortunately, we know that skills are more often a boat, a boat that transports poems to the other side. What we care about is whether we can reach the other shore, not the ship itself. Moreover, the road to simplicity, simplicity itself is also a power that directly hits people's hearts. For example, this sentence is amazing:
You were accepted.
Somewhere in the sea of lights
The place closest to the neon and farthest from me
-"The Moon is White and the Wind is Clear"
Leaves and ginkgo on the ground grow yellow.
It is the kind of bright sadness that only exists in autumn.
Silence is as golden as gold when you enter middle age.
I pass by them, and autumn is mine.
-"I want to send you autumn"
According to my guess, Hu Min's poems don't have many literary ambitions or dreams, but a person who loves life and writing. He wants to use these heartfelt poems to truly record his life. Only in this way can it send out a gentle and quiet light and let us feel the same.
As an old friend, I sincerely congratulate her.
2020. 1. 15. At the beginning of the new year.