I prefer the absurdity of writing poetry to the absurdity of not writing poetry.

Today, I saw "Everything is Silent as a Mystery (Hardcover Commemorative Edition)" by Sin Posca, and felt the generation gap of the times.

Due to the differences of the times, it is difficult to really understand the essence of each poem, so we can only find our own * * * Song between the lines.

What impressed me from beginning to end were two sentences:

The first reaction when I saw this sentence was that I couldn't understand it. Don't I love writing poems?

However, after a brief understanding, it is found that writing poetry is not the mainstream in the era environment where the author lives.

So I realized the meaning of this sentence: in an era that is not poetry, the existence of poetry is absurd, but I would rather write poetry than not write poetry.

In a world full of fighting spirit, we always fantasize about getting ahead, always thinking about flying to the branches and becoming a phoenix, but when I saw this sentence, I suddenly realized that sparrows are just sparrows after all. ...

Everyone has his own mission, and everyone just needs to be himself.

Jasmine will never be brighter than roses, and roses can't have the fragrance of jasmine.

If you want to feel the artistic conception of each poem more deeply, you may need to know the background of the times and the author's life story. If it's too much trouble, you can skip reading this book.