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十多年前,当潘维在长兴开始他的写作生涯的时候,中国诗坛正是一片狼烟四起的景象,据说先后有六十个流派粉墨登场,诗歌似乎患上了狂躁症,变成了山头、旗帜、宣言和飞沫,而潘维似乎与这一切无关,他惊人的才华溢出了生活的浙北小城和比作自己“棺材”的太湖,却从开始就注定是一个孤本,一种弥足珍贵的落落寡合。正如他自己所说:“我加入隐秘的先列,深藏,结晶。”
More than a decade ago, when Pan Wei started his writing career in Changxing, the Chinese poetry circles were full of images. It is said that there are sixty schools of different genres, and poetry seems to be suffering from manic disorder. , Declaration and droplets, and Pan Wei seems to have nothing to do with this, his amazing talent spill over the life of the small town of northern Zhejiang and compared to their own “coffin” of the Taihu Lake, but from the outset is doomed to be a lonely, a Mi Precious lingering widowhood. As he himself said: “I join the hidden forerunner, deep, crystalline.”