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我不认为经济市场化,诗坛就沙漠化;更不认为世纪末,就是诗末。只要人类有感情有渴望有厌恶,就会有诗人就会有诗就会有诗流动的空间。 最近接读的罗亮诗集《把马鞭折断》(海南国际新闻出版中心出版),再次激发我这种意念。 写诗,是生命驱动,生命价值观驱动。 罗亮写诗,用他的话说,就是要“做一个精神生活的‘白领’！”就是要葆有充实、丰富、高尚的精神生活。其创作动机,完全是人生长旅中的生命驱动。从创作动机中剥落权力与经济等等私欲附加物,还原为生命驱动,也是诗的本体回归的呈现。 是的,罗亮的诗都是生命的自然驱动。 他的诗倾注他的心灵与外宇宙实体撞击而爆发的由衷情愫。《黑马,让我们找水去吧》以独特的象征意象,倾诉着对光明对美的渴望:“黑马,让我们找水去吧/水,会把黑从我们心灵的夜色中洗刷！”《感激爱情》以挚诚的语言向妻子倾诉:我们的心灵之间/是几万万年不衰的音乐”,为妻,他将不辞“辛劳/终生无悔”。《家乡,只有母亲和槐》,流泻着极是朴实的心音:当他想起/他的家乡,还有/母亲和槐/每当夜晚,他细听隐隐约约的咳嗽声/他祈愿那只是秋风在吹落槐叶”……虽然他的诗呈现着心灵的多种情愫,虽然他的诗有着既大同又小异的艺术方式,但都有着鲜活生命的原热。
I do not think the market economy, the desertification of poetry; more do not think the end of the century, is the end of the poem. As long as human beings have feelings of eagerness and disgust, there will be space for poetry to have poet flow. The recent reading of Luo Liang’s poem “Breaking the Horse Whip” (published by Hainan International Press and Publication Center) once again inspired me to this idea. Writing poetry is life-driven, life-value driven. Luo wrote poetry, in his words, is to “do a spiritual life of the” white-collar workers! “Is to maintain a rich, rich, noble spirit of life. Its creative motivation is completely life-driven in the long journey of life. From the creative motivation in the extermination of power and economy, and other appetite for desires, reduced to life-driven, but also the return of the body of poetry presented. Yes, Luo Liang’s poems are the natural driving force of life. His poem is devoted to the heartfelt emotion of his heart striking with the outer universe entity. ”The dark horse, let’s go find the water“ With a unique symbolic image, talk to the longing for light and beauty: ”Dark horse, let’s go find water / water, it will wash black from the night of our heart!“ ”Grateful Love “In a sincere language to his wife to talk: Between our hearts / is tens of millions of years of unhealthy music,” as his wife, he will be reluctant to “hard work / life no regrets.” “Hometown, only the mother and Huai” , Pouring is very simple heart sounds: when he remembered / his hometown, and / mother and Huai / every night, he listened to the vague cough / he prayed that it was just autumn wind blowing off the leaves " ... Although his poems present a variety of emotions in the soul, although his poems have both the same and different artistic methods, but have the original heat of life.