Can you refuse a book of poetry?
Participation: I like poetry/comments at the bottom of the article, and I will choose 12 people to participate.
Content form: In the first month, everyone will receive a book of poems.
Next month, send your poetry collection to the next person until it is twelve months old.
In the last month, I will get the last book of poetry, and its wandering mission will be completed.
In other words, everyone can read 12 books of poetry in a year, and still keep the last book of poetry drifting home with a full load.
Wandering poetry comes from an idea.
One day, I found a book in the second-hand section of a bookstore in the corner of the city. This is Osamu Dazai's deprivation of the human world. On the title page of the book, there is a faint pen handwriting.
It says:
My long-held thoughts and feelings will be revealed by a stranger one day.
Dreams, rain, bird feathers, fallen leaves on the water.
Fireflies, rivers and stars, smoke clouds.
I don't know what to compare with you.
I don't know how to really feel the moon.
There are some tea stains on the book cover, which are a little yellow and look old, and there are creases when turned in. It feels like watching a person's life, suddenly turning to a stranger's words, then capturing the emotion of the other person at that moment, and then becoming subtle and soft when reading a book.
Hide your feelings with shy handwriting, and maybe someone will awaken that silent love.
Have a staring conversation with strangers with words and poems.
Then I thought of poetry.
The characteristics of poetry, it has many images, giving people a lot of blank space and imagination. Look at the typesetting of those poems, don't they all leave a large area of blank space? Maybe in those gaps, someone will want to leave something behind.
You open the door left unlocked and watch someone approach.
Waiting for a sunny day, we will return home like travelers in the ocean of words.
What if many people are reading the same book of poems? What will it be like? Poetry carries the feelings of so many strangers, what will it become?
What is the poetry collection in my mind?
It's definitely not glamorous, crisp or stiff. It should be soft and angular, with several lines and a familiar self hidden inside. In the last sentence of the poem, you may write down your feelings because of the aftertaste.
Writing poems for a barren land, everything is relative.
Every poet has something stubborn and sticks to something that doesn't seem so worthwhile.
We are reading poems, and we are also feeling the emotions and feelings of strangers under the same line of handwriting.
So I want to make a tentative # drifting poetry collection with the idea of "what should poetry collection look like".
If possible, I hope it can be done every year.