私语
(2006-09-22 08:41:16)
下一个
我写诗
就象和自己交谈
夜的氛围中
辗转着
耐心地听完
沉默里的故事
然后拿起笔
蘸着星星的冷泪
细碎地写出
淡淡的月光
孤独也淡淡的
我说自己的故事
趁叶子还美丽
告诉它
我在想什么
告诉它
在暴风雪之后
在大地的边缘
蹒跚着怎样的田畴
但我不想为自己惶惑
让哭泣消失在沉思的残垣里
让沉思透过夜的晶莹斑斓黎明
无论多久的过去
还是多么遥远的未来
都会凝成隐隐的双虹
深深浅浅地
徘徊着无奈
为自己写首诗吧
趁年光的阴影还在不知名的地方
等待, 点燃红蜡烛
让她把最后一滴泪流干
真是很巧了,你留的这首Archibald MacLeish我是读过的,因为曾经做过一个关于他的REFERAT,可惜现在找不到原稿了.读过他的很多东西,喜欢:)
说真的,我对理论是全然不懂,无论诗歌,小说,散文....说起理论我就会有些晕:)
自己写点东西,其实并不知道为什么下笔是那个样子的,只是心里怎么想的,就怎么写出来了.
我会好好想想你的话!
很高兴你来看我:))
Ars Poetica
by Archibald MacLeish
A poem should be palpable and mute
As a globed fruit,
Dumb
As old medallions to the thumb,
Silent as the sleeve-worn stone
Of casement ledges where the moss has grown—
A poem should be wordless
As the flight of birds.
A poem should be motionless in time
As the moon climbs,
Leaving, as the moon releases
Twig by twig the night-entangled trees,
Leaving, as the moon behind the winter leaves,
Memory by memory the mind—
A poem should be motionless in time
As the moon climbs.
A poem should be equal to:
Not true.
For all the history of grief
An empty doorway and a maple leaf.
For love
The leaning grasses and two lights above the sea—
A poem should not mean
But be.
我不会写诗,从来都不会.
这些分行断句的东西,只是因为不知道用长的句子该如何表达.
"长长短短",都是某些心情瞬间的描述.