Paz: "Poetry is not the sum of all poetry"

This article follows the unfinished meaning of the previous article "Paz: Imagery is the Other Self", focusing on the deep thinking of Paz's heroic imagery or heroic theme. The theme of the poem accompanies the rebirth of the hero, which is a heroic song of cosmic forms and life forms. There's not much new in the sun, as Paz argues that "all poems say the same thing, but each poem is unique." Each part replicates the other parts, but each part is different. "The difference is only in saying the same thing with different techniques", "always singing it repeatedly, and always singing with new, energetic imagery and language". Imagery is a combination of content and form, which is unified with the "other self" and "the same thing." ”

"A tree once grew on my forehead.

It grows inward.

The roots are blood vessels,

The branches are nerves,

The vague canopy is thought.

Your gaze will burn it

And the fruit of its shadow

It's a citrus of blood,

Pomegranate of light.

dawn

Appears in the body of the night.

There, on my forehead,

The tree is whispering.

Get closer, can you hear it? ”

- "The Tree of hearts"

"A tree" is the poet himself. What is the "same thing" that Paz refers to? What is he singing repeatedly? His "same thing" and "repeated singing" refer to the hero image or hero theme, he repeatedly sings the hero, this hero contains the individual and includes the whole, this hero contains the self and includes the other, this hero contains the self and includes the world, this hero contains the mother country and includes mankind. These are all "the same things", that is, the same word "hero", the temperament of a poet hero is "bow", the soul of a poet hero is love ("qin"), the bow and the piano are the same thing, both are heroic things, and are the "poetic heart" of Paz.

When did life truly belong to us?

When are we really us?

Looking closely, we have always been nothing but emptiness and vertigo,

Grimaces, horrors and vomiting in the mirror, life never belongs to us, belongs to others,

Life does not belong to anyone, we are all life -

The bread of the sun of others,

All others are us—

When I was me, I was another person at the same time,

My actions if belong to all

It will belong to me more,

In order to be able to be me, I have to be another person,

Please, please, find yourself among others,

If I don't exist, give me the full existence of others

It is no longer someone else,

I am not me, without me, always be us,

Life is other, always farther away, beyond you and me, always on the horizon,

Life fascinates and drives us crazy,

Create and consume a face for us,

The hunger of man, the bread of everyone, ah, the ,...... of death."

- "Sun Stone"

Poetry constellations around the theme of heroes, love and desire, life and death, the other side and the other, loneliness and communication, time and moment, noon and present, transparency and existence, time and space, religion and revolution and other themes form a poetry constellation, and their throne is heroic imagery or heroic theme.

"Love is fighting, if two people kiss

The world will change, and desires will be satisfied,

Ideals become reality,

Wings grow on the spine of the slave,

The world becomes real, wine is wine, water is water,

The bread is fragrant again,

Love is fighting, is the door open,

No longer a shadow in a number suit

Dominated by facelessness

Locked in eternal shackles; if two people

Look at each other and have a sharp mind, and the world will change."

The theme of Paz's poetry is the spirit of heroism, which is a kind of humanism, just as Sartre's "existentialism is a kind of humanism" is the same. Paz's "instantaneous deification" is the image of the hero, and his sacred "other shore" is the hero's hometown.

"Lonely one, take me away,

Take me in a dream,

Mother, take me away, and wake me up completely,

Let me have the same dream as you,

Apply my eyes with your oil,

To know you is to know my own face. ”

- "Poetry"

Paz introduced mythology into poetry, his own poetry is mythology, his view of time is the eternal return of myth to re-experience, he listens to the brief moments of the "other shore" within the world, "The time of poetry is the burning of bright light." ”

"The body of the symbol

It's space, and air is the calling

And the unseen fabric of the answer.

Animals and things become various languages,

The universe talks to ourselves through us.

We are part of its speech

- But it is the incompleteness that it cannot complete.

Coherent and empty solipsism:

Start with the beginning

What does it say? It says it will tell us.

It told itself. Ah, 'The Madness of Language.'

Even if you exist and disintegrate yourself! ’”

—— "The Past Is Clear"

Poetry is the king of art, the hero is the king of poetry, and language is the poet's only weapon, which is Paz's "bow and piano". It is the left and right imagery around the hero's imagery, that is, literary imagery and martial arts imagery, and the common theme of the burning "love, poetry, life" is the hero's love.

"The universe is like a rilophone and a bow,

It is the geometry of the triumph of the gods,

The only decent dwelling place for human beings! ”

- "The Bow and the Piano"

The poet's way of writing and martial arts is to have the nature of both the lirad and the bow and arrow. The lira chin places the poet in the world with poetry, and the bow and arrow shoot the poet out of his own world. This is the poet's unique and unrepeatable heroic song, and the poet's unique and unrepeatable poetic pursuit.

"O victor, you insist,

For I exist only for the sake of your existence,

Just to tell your life,

Your secret syllables, can't be touched

but overbearing words,

To tell the essence of the soul,

My tongue formed. ”

"In the darkness of the body

Bones are lightning bolts.

O world, everything is night

And only life is lightning. ”

- "Life is Lightning"

Paz is both an excellent poet and an outstanding critic, arguing that:

"The history of mankind can be reduced to the history of the relationship between language and thought",

Literature and criticism are inseparable, and literary criticism has created a kind of modern literature that laid the foundation for it. Literary criticism connects literary works, establishes a relationship field that constitutes literature, provides a theoretical system, and arranges a suitable intellectual space and imagery world for new literary creations.

"I long for life and I long for death

I know what to believe and write it down

The moment of advent

Let's go

The whole person shapes himself in between

And the movement of self-destruction

Consciousness and hands to seize time

I am a history

A self-created memory

I'm never alone

I always talk to you

You always talk to me

I walk in the dark to sow symbols."

- "Brindaban"

"For me, poetry and thought constitute an invisible, yet very realistic system of connectors."

"The poetic experience, like the religious experience, is a leap of life and death", "Poetry inspires man through creation." "A double-opposing temptation that fascinates modern poets, successively or simultaneously: religious and political temptations, magic or revolution."

"If man is transcendent, transcendent of himself, then poetry is the purest sign of this constant transcendence, of constant imagination. Man is the image because he transcends himself. ”

Paz recalls in The Passion of Criticism: "I began to write poetry very early, and I began to think about the activity of poetry creation very early. It is one of all kinds of work that has a dual nature: both a work and a mystery, a pastime and a holy deed, a profession and a passion. ”。

Paz stone broke the sky and said, "Poetry is not the sum of all poetry. ”

Paz's poetry and martial arts are Bow and Piano, a world of heroes. For him, "Poetry is knowledge, salvation, power, abandonment. As an action capable of changing the world, poetic activity is essentially revolutionary, and as a spiritual movement it is a way of inner liberation. Poetry reveals the world; creates another world. On the one hand, not all poetry—or rather, what is written according to the rules—contains poetry, and some are merely prosody machines rather than poetry. On the other hand, there is also poetry without poetry; landscapes, people, and things are all creatures of poetry.

"Poetry is not the sum of all poetry", poetry is hero and love, not verse; without love and heroism, not poetry, at best it is just a skill, just a dazzling word game.

"Words? Yes, the words of the air,

And passed away in the air.

Let me disappear in the word,

Let me be the air on my lips, an invisible breeze

Dissipate with the air.

Light also disappears in itself. ”

- "The Poet's Fate"