One noon in autumn, I received a book from Gannan. It's a collection of his prose poems, Seven Doors, sent by Tashi. Before that, we didn't know each other, but at this moment, we haven't met. He gave me books, probably because I also like to write prose poems, which is the only reason. Although I have never met before, fortunately, I got an understanding of Tashi Cairang from the preface written by the poets He Lai and Mr. Li Cheng: he is an honest man first, and then a poet. I also got a general understanding of his past, his poems and his life. Unfortunately, I was too busy during that time to settle down and study, so I just flipped through the books and put them down. As time went on, this book was covered by other books and there was no chance to read it carefully. Perhaps, I am silently waiting for a chance to study.
Push open the door and stand in the yard and take a deep breath. It feels very comfortable. At this moment, the snow scene in front of me reminded me of a friend's trip to Gannan. I wonder if it will happen. It is this idea that reminds me of the grassland and the snow on the grassland ... another impulse is colliding with my heart at this time. Prompted by this emotion, I opened two other doors, dug out seven doors and took out a bottle of highland barley wine.
Around the stove, cooking wine and reading. In this way, I followed the author's strokes, followed the author's breathing and heartbeat, went in through the first door and came out through the seventh door. In this process, I feel that a part of my life has been integrated into some situations of the author's thoughts and soul. I felt the pain and excitement, and I also felt the sound from the depths of my soul. ...
Tashi, with his broad artistic conception, superb imagery and unique personality, makes the poetic nature of his prose poems reach a high level. This is what I sincerely admire, and it is also worth learning from when I write prose poems. I remember meeting a famous essayist from other provinces the day before. He talked about the characteristics of prose: conscience, independence and extravagance. And my understanding is: compassion of human nature, independence of personality and noble character. I think these are also suitable for prose poems or prose writers. Tashi's prose poems have such a character. This also makes me feel that when I read Seven Doors, I was not reading a work, but someone was sitting opposite me: Tashi was sitting opposite me, and we were drinking and talking about life together.
Tashi's prose poems are unique in conception and conception. As a collection of prose poems, Seven Doors has a unique text form, which gives people refreshing inspiration. Marginal Man, Lonely Man, A Trip to Gannan, Sad Man, Parents' Tears, flower of life and Things in this Life all have guiding and reading functions, allowing readers to quickly and conveniently enter the author's context and situation; It also makes it easier for readers to grasp the author's ideological context, step by step into familiar or unfamiliar situations with the author's brush strokes, and into the dark and quiet poetry hall: feeling, feeling, sharing and singing.
Every door (a small photo album) is effectively integrated after the "door prompt"; Every door is the door of the author's existence, life, emotion, thought, fate, life and pessimism ... The author walks through these doors, moving forward, hesitating, running and jumping; Sometimes I meditate in front of this door, sometimes I meditate in front of another door, and sometimes I ask questions in front of another door-ask the heart of the soul. I see that every door is presented in the same posture: neither rejecting nor indulging in temptation. And these seven doors are the seven-color rainbow of the author's poetry thoughts. It is the charming brilliance reflected from the depths of the author's soul and the' divine color' emitted by the poet's life.
As for the author's achievements in poetry, some people commented that "Tashi Cairang is the most accomplished poet among the western native poets." I don't know what the author thinks of this evaluation, but I have a different attitude towards this evaluation. Of course, this attitude is neither negative nor positive. I just hope that western poets, including western critics, can set their sights higher and compare and evaluate the author's works on a broader platform when evaluating one's poems. This evaluation seems to be more true, more accurate and more enlightening to the author. I think "West" is just a narrow term, a geographical barrier. As so-called western poets, including myself, we should have the courage to break through this barrier.
After every fan of this collection of prose poems, there is a small collection of comments, among which there are many prose poets and famous poets who affirm Tashi's prose poems and evaluate their artistic characteristics. Among many comments, I like to extract a passage from Geng's predecessor, Tashi Cairang: The Brilliance of Silver, which is an old prose poet's evaluation of Zhong Ken's contribution to the younger generation. And my original feeling was unexpectedly consistent with this evaluation. To be sure, Seven Doors is an excellent prose poem, and I don't want to say anything more.
Perhaps, just selecting a chapter in Tashi's prose poems at will is enough to get a glimpse of the quality and artistic characteristics of his prose poems. Please enjoy his Gahai Lake:
Happy, when I came here, I saw the virginity like water, but I didn't see the rainbow-like love.
There will be an arc-shaped blue wave floating on the sea in the country.
Coming out of the world made me stutter and cry.
So that the living Buddha of Gomba with a big earlobe also saw eternal life in his reflection.
I visited langmusi three years ago and stopped at Gahai Lake on my way back. It was autumn. At this moment, the autumn of Gahai Lake and the light color of clouds in my memory, under the guidance of this chapter of prose poems, have made my soul rush to another holy place in a foreign country.
Imagine one day, I can meet Tashi in Gannan. What kind of life experience will it be?
-I'm dying.