As the founder of secular existentialism, Wu Jingdong's poems, born in 1970, have always been valued by me. His writing talent is rich in minerals, which seems to be inexhaustible within a hundred years. He seems to have a fusing agent that can melt everything that enters this liquid. Listen to his paintings. You see, he can write everything he meets into his poems without appearing chaotic and rubbish. In this way, his poems have gained some holographic function, and you can see the absurd side of the world as long as you take down any piece. Judging from the text, Wu Jingdong's absurdity is more between language and the world. He pays more attention to the language itself. In guernica's style, his composition is scattered and unfocused, so he is richer in signifier tension. His imagination is arbitrary. "When she came to work, she stuck the address of Wangjiang Village on her feet/carried the stage/car on her legs, and sprayed some economy on the road, not medicine/rotten, rotten, straight/tepid. She used lipstick to lubricate the drunken parts of the opposite sex/toilet paper and traffic lights, and blackened her ID card and ancestral jade. She braved the smoke in a foreign land. " This is his poem, the product of turning stone into gold.
In this short passage, I also want to say that absurdity and secular existentialism have some natural blood relationship. Absurdity is human absurdity, human absurdity is human absurdity. Brother Wu must agree with this, otherwise he would not have buried himself in writing a long article "Absurd Situation of Existentialists and the Dismantling of Absurdity" after I sent him a short message to talk about "Absurdity in the Secular World", making detailed and original sampling comments on the absurd artistic elements of contemporary avant-garde poetry, which shows his profound theoretical accomplishment.
Funny absurd poems
For fun, he said that he wrote poems just for fun and pleasure. But he is not the real core of the organization, but every time he laughs, he pulls off the mask of hypocrisy and reveals his true side. He is just a rich man. He looks serious at all, but he is merciful and wants to cross the world. His Installation Poems, The Sky in the Liberated Area is Clear, On Building Socialism with China Characteristics and Editorial of People's Daily: We Must Plant the Five-Star Red Flag in Taiwan Province Province are all very serious absurd works, so serious that we can't help laughing after reading them. His sketches are very witty and have the magical effect of "four or two strokes". The poem "Fate and Others" is exquisitely written, "Glasses/on his forehead/finding/my eyes"-his brain is hollow and he makes good use of reverse thinking.
Rigid absurd poetry
Fossilization: the dream of the post-70 s poet fossilization is to be a prodigal son, and his poems are also the poems of prodigal sons; But in this year of the dog, being a prodigal son is too light to bear, so his wandering rhyme is almost just a March in poetry. However, the mind is different from the unintentional, and the shadow can replace the body when conditions permit. This is the way I walk, sometimes nervous, sometimes hesitant. Although it is not so chic, it has a broad vision. A short poem Confessions of a Bird Man describes the absurdity of love and loneliness.
Wu Hua's absurd poems
If we can determine the day when money came into being, we can probably know the absurd birthday-although we firmly believe that absurdity was born at the same time as human beings, I still tend to move this absolute concept to relative experience. It was the class society or hierarchical society that gave the absurd soil, and people began to feel oppression and insecurity at that time (including the slave owner, who was also afraid of overthrowing his own struggle). This poem by Wu Hua is about people losing their way under the oppression of money. "When I flow into the belly of the commercial street, I look like a pile of chewed corn residue/proudly collapsed on the ground." No matter how arrogant I am, I am also falling apart!
Lai Yanggang's Absurd Poetry
There is a kind of poem called mini-poem, which is probably founded because it is not satisfied with more than three lines, which is a bit absurd in itself. I heard that there is also a micro-poetry online forum, which is very active. Lai Yanggang wrote less than three lines, only one line and two lines, which is quite absurd portrayal of this era.
Iron core absurd poem
Tie Xin speaks to the world with his bursts and hilarious laughter. In the poem, he is drunk for a while and climbs the fifteenth floor with his friends for a while. Then he is an incoherent person, wandering between shells, ecstasy and forged official seals. So, "I'm not going home/but to another execution ground". In an era when faith and sustenance are lost, and in a life scene where home loses credibility, the feeling of home becomes a symbol, and homelessness is a universal reality.
I come from the same tree's absurd poem.
Vagrancy is also a postmodern theme. 199 1 After reading Lesacchi's novel Gil Brass, I found that my greatest wish in this life is to wander like the protagonist, because vagrants have a free soul and are not bound by this world. This is the happiest, just like Charlie Chaplin's tramp Charlotte, "He is a cosmonaut"! Moreover, the wanderer can always face the absurd performance of all beings as a bystander, so he might as well smile at the side. This time, my companion tree decided "I want to go to Paris by bike". How about I go with you? If nothing else, just "stand on the Eiffel Tower and sing I love the rising sun in Tiananmen Square"! He said, "I am small, but I have strength." This heroic sentence also reminded me that Charlotte is a nobody. "Charlotte is modest, this is his most reliable weapon, but he is proud. He doesn't like not stepping on his feet. " (Biography of Charlotte, translated by Fu Lei)
Xia Binbin's Absurd Poetry
A little half-stupid, a little crazy, a little ghostly-so he is a smart man, a little person who has been walking on the road, with a pair of small eyes and sees more carefully than others. What Xia Binbin wrote in his poems is the marginal state of such a marginal figure. "I sneaked home from work to do something private" met a mouse in the corridor of the apartment, which broke the original peace in my life and was "really shocked". However, "the mouse is more afraid than me", so "I" got up the courage and stamped my feet and shouted, "It looks like a very." I am "puzzled by the tears shed by the township head before he died." The idea haunted me all night. "I stayed up until dawn and got the answer that' the cow was in tears before she died', and then I went to sleep.
Northwest Dragon Absurd Poems
After listening to chanting, I heard that dogs judge human nature without me-one of the few gentlemen I have ever met, the poem of my brother Northwest Dragon was really handed down by Zhang Tianshi: relaxed. There was a time when I strongly advocated that absurd poetry should be written for fun, and I made some attempts myself. Although I can't help but respect those who are serious, I still feel a little tired inside-so I really feel saved when I see these dragons and bears.
Wu Jingbing's Absurd Poetry
Wu Jingbing's writing took a turning point after encountering absurd poetry. He is keen on singing spring on the wings of swallows. From Confessions of a Fly, we can see that he is still on the rise, with traces of general satire, but we can see his progress from such a passage: "You can also organize going abroad/* * * to explore good strategies for your own development with European standard species of houseflies/sometimes, you can also forge ahead/adversity and * * * with brothers such as golden flies, green flies and hemp flies". We will wait and see.
Mingyang Ren's Absurd Poetry
"Why can't my left eye see my right eye?" The answer is: because the eyes are on the same plane. A simple way to look at each other is to put a mirror in front of you, so that you can see not only an old face, but also tired men waiting outside the gynecological diagnosis room. Let them laugh at each other, I'm leaving!
Absurd poems of bergamot
The habit of bergamot is to deal with absurdity with absurdity, so sometimes it turns people upside down, including himself. He said he was a plant called bergamot. He also gave people a difficult problem: fill in the blanks after 1972 in brackets.
Absurd poetry that is easy to have the west
Easy-to-be-happy language is getting more and more perfect. This group of "long and short sentences on the bus" (six out of seven) is in a relaxed state and looks indifferent, like an enlightened old monk, feeling something in his heart that he doesn't like or feel sad, from which some absurd meanings are slowly oozing out: boredom. This boredom is directly related to existence and time. "Sometimes we lean together/sometimes we sit very open" and "I look at you/you look at me", which is also love. Yes, this is love, too.