Poetry, which was originally beautiful, has now become ugly. Since the "Kik Song" of "the sun rises and works, the sun enters and breathes, the well is dug and drunk, the field is ploughed and eaten, and Dili is what I have", the poem has always been beautiful. Some of the beauty we can't describe, but poetry can express it skillfully. As a result, poetry has always been popular, enduring, and timeless.
"Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing the South Mountain", this is a free beauty; "bright moon pine light, Clear Spring Stone upstream", this is a quiet beauty; "people don't know where to go, peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze", this is a kind of lost beauty; "How much sorrow can you ask the king?" Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward", this is a kind of melancholy beauty; "I hope that people will be long-lasting, and thousands of miles will be cherished together", which is a kind of beauty of longing.
In our lives, we can always find beautiful answers in poetry. When we don't know how to express it, a verse or two can make everything clear. The power of poetry is so powerful that it does not seem to be explained, but people understand it, and this is the charm of "only understanding the ineffable".
But now poetry has changed, it has become completely unspeakable. Today's poetry no longer has a sense of beauty, no longer makes people understand. Either it's like a colloquial language, everything is clear and clear, and there is no "intention" in it. Either it is the accumulation of words, nothing is clear, how to guess seems to have some truth, but if you think about it carefully, it does not make sense.
The current poem is no longer a description of our lives, not the toil of "hoeing the day when the afternoon, sweat drops and grass go down to the soil", nor is it "raising a glass to invite the bright moon, to the shadow into three people" lonely, nor is it "Huangsha Hundred Battles wear golden armor, do not break the Loulan and never pay back" oath. Now the poem, as if it has nothing to do with life, floats on top of life, for fear of getting stained with the breath of life.
Of course, it is too absolute to say this, and some of the poems now are still very "life-like". For example, Jia Qianqian's holding a piece of in his hand, such as Isha's peeing on the Yellow River. But this "breath of life" is not the focus of our lives, or in real life, we will not mention these at all.
Therefore, such a poem full of "breath of life" is very close to life on the surface, but in fact, it is still rejecting life in its bones. It is precisely because of this that the "beauty" of the current poem is gone. Even if on the surface it seems to be a pile of words that are all "beautiful", it is not beautiful. Because without life, such poetry has no soul.
Therefore, the current poetry is actually the dividing line between beauty and ugliness. There is no beauty in the poem, but there is beauty everywhere outside the poem. The distance between beauty and ugliness is actually the distance of a modern poem. The boundary between beauty and ugliness is difficult to define, but modern poetry has done it, which has to be said to be a "miracle". It is also a miracle that today's poets can turn a blind eye to the beauty that can be seen everywhere, but focus on ugly things.
In fact, these poets should be able to feel the beauty of life. They received various rewards, enjoyed a variety of rich lives, and had a high social status of "famous poets". But why are they blind to all this beauty? This cannot be blamed solely on them, but on the whole poetry scene we have now.
Now the entire poetry world, in fact, advocates the "ugly" thing. From poetry magazine editors, to poetry critics, to poetry educators, that's what you love. If anyone doesn't do what they like, then your work has no room for survival. In order to survive, poets had to write more and more ugly poems, and editors chose the ugliest poems, which critics praised.
This formed a vicious circle that eventually led to the state of our current poetry scene. In fact, many people have seen this, but the people in the poetry world pretend not to see it. In fact, they are not unaware, they do not want to change, nor do they dare to change. Once they change, everything they already have will become their "stain", evidence of their blasphemous poetry.
Therefore, they must maintain this status quo and even intensify their "ugliness". Only in this way can they appear "different" and indicate that they are above the average person. We think it's ugly, but they rave about it. This abnormal phenomenon is easy to explain when you understand this truth.
Modern poetry has reached the era of "judging ugliness", taking ugliness as beauty and beauty as ugly, upside down. There are two "advantages" to the development of this deformity: one is to keep people away from poetry (so that they can show that they are more different), and the other is to let people know the distance between beauty and ugliness, that is, to distinguish a modern poem.