Zhao Baitian
This is a strange poem. It is strange that this is a long poem with more than 200 lines.
It is not that there are 52 words about "sleep" in the poem: deep sleep, deep sleep, deep sleep,
Sleep, nap, sleep, and so on. As the title of the poem tells us, this is a poem, and this is
A poet writes to another poet who has been dead for many years. When broschi wrote it, it was just
24-year-old, still wandering in Russian land like a lonely soul, it is still coming.
An unknown number. /kloc-in the 0/7th century, a 24-year-old young poet chatted with a metaphysical poet.
What do you mean by taking a break and talking?
In the first line of the poem, broschi tells us bluntly: John? 6? 1 Dunn is ripe
Sleeping ... this is the conclusion that time has made and a patient poem.
The beginning of debauchery. Broschi went on to tell us about the daily life of a poet hundreds of years ago.
Life scenes: walls, beds, carpets, oil paintings, closets, curtains, candles, wine glasses and bread,
Knives and porcelain ... and all this is already asleep, not in the world of our experience.
A reader must be in a good mood to enjoy the "night" described by broschi.
Color seeped into the room, the darkness behind the mirror, the snow outside the window and the piece that was tilted whiter than the tablecloth.
The roof. When the whole world has only snowflakes peeling off, the dawn is far away, and the life around the poet.
The living world is asleep. The only thing that shines is the language like heavy snow. John
6? 1 Dunn's second appearance is already in the 40th line of the poem, and there are still people sleeping.
Sea. What a peaceful picture it is: all creatures are sleeping, birds, foxes,
Wolves, even bears in their nests, are above everything in the world-angels, gods, demons-
I have fallen asleep, too. "The black fire of hell has rested, and there is a glorious heaven."
Judging from Mr. Wang's translation, this poem is full of resistance to Russian classicism.
Heart. Line 72 has passed, and now it has reached one third of the whole poem. This is a poem.
The lyrics should be clear about the direction of time, but broschi walked towards us leisurely.
Talking about John 6? 1 Dunn's death really made us sweat for him. The poet's death took away his life.
Everything, the poet's reputation, all the sufferings and pains have fallen asleep, and even kindness has "entered"
Lying in the arms of evil ",even time is suspended due to the arrival of death." Forget Sichuan.
The phantom of the river also fell asleep. "
Calm and natural tone, just like the waves, every gap contains more huge.
Energy. The poet's death brought everything, the world of life, nature and his spiritual creation.
In the boundless silence, broschi's thoughts returned to himself and to the time when he wrote this poem.
environment We know that it was a snowy night in Russia, covered with endless snow.
The dark road, the whole world, can no longer hear other voices.
Finally, the voice of the poet Brodsky appeared, although he had been there before.
Talking to us, but indulging in his description of "sleeping", we have ignored it.
The speaker has been talking for too long. Well, now Brodsky finally can't help it, a poet.
Start talking to another poet: wait, listen! Didn't you hear the sniffles in the strong wind?
Sounds, whispers of fear? -voice is very thin, as thin as a needle, didn't wear a root.
A needle and thread.
What about John? 6? 1 Dunn's uneasy voice, he is guessing, wondering, who is it? Who is there?
Sobbing in the dark? Is it a girl who once loved (the earthly pleasure that is hard to give up after all)?
Is it God's merciful sigh? -"How noble is that crying voice".
But it's nothing. In line128th of the poem, broschi said, it's you, it's your date.
John? 6? 1 Dunn's own soul is talking. This sobbing, this whispering, this fear are all in your heart.
If we regard poets as a group, then one poet is all poets. Here, we see the overlap of the souls of two poets separated by time. By Dunn's soul,
Broschi expressed his feelings, and his eyes could not take away from human suffering: both.
However, his life is burdened with such heavy feelings and thoughts, how can he "transcend the darkness"
Sin and passion fly higher. "He comforted Dunn and said that although you were dead,
But the poetry and spiritual world you created will never die. So we see "nian"
Brodsky, the light, talked endlessly with a poet who died 300 years ago.
Bian is also comforting himself. Because he is lonely, or rather, he is not interested in his work.
Confident enough. He can only say to himself, all this-wandering, writing-is.
Meaningful.
He is lonely, and all the aristocratic women who inspired and nurtured Russian lyric poetry are on him.
Almost never appeared in my life. He once had a girlfriend, but he broke up after being arrested.
Let's go He has a son, but somehow he has never been married. There are signs that love
If anything, it is that he gets much more pain than happiness. Because of this, he called "Jing"
God's love is the essence of a priest. "Why did he choose a bohemian, dedicated the rest of his life?
The poet who sacrificed to God 300 years ago was the object of his own talk, and the answer can be found here.
This is the strange thing about the poem I mentioned at the beginning, overlapping in silence.
Lost the souls of two poets. What seems to be a dialogue between two characters is actually cloth.
Rosicky's own confirmation of his existence as a poet. This is what broschi described to us.
The poet's road of painting: he is like a bird, sleeping in his own nest, and he is interested in a more pure life.
The desire to live is entrusted to the "immortal star covered by clouds".
This "star", a metaphor for possible life, has kept brodsky in exile for a long time.
Not desperate, but also let him believe that every change in life is in the direction.
A better direction.
If broschi doesn't write, then he is just one of thousands of exiles, and
You can't get independence from it. We can pay attention to his life, his story in exile,
But all this disappeared with his death. His comfort to Dunn was actually correct.
His own best memorial. 199665438+1after October 28th, Brodsky finally returned to death.
On Vasily Island in Petersburg, there is no greater idle person than Petersburg, only his poems.
Singing turned into candlelight, which warmed our cold night.
He has never been disappointed. Although he had to live in sin, he never lost his rights.
The desire for a purer life stems from Yu Guangrong's writing. Writing made him understand,
One's responsibility is to live a good life. Writing makes it possible to describe his experience, which is more important.
More importantly, he relieved the pain of life and the nation through writing.
This is his attitude towards life. He is uncertain under the superficial silence of authoritarian society.
In a wandering life, the river of inner passion rushes to the star that has not disappeared in the horizon.