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The lightest poetry, the heaviest people
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Li Rose's text has a unique sense of narrative, the whole gives people a kind of calm, sometimes because of a certain poetic eye to make the whole fall into a state of silence, not noisy and not commotion, to some extent can see themselves from the "blue mirror", because people and water contact is so close, not just as a human water conservancy project, it can be seen that water is still a part of man. The reader can get from a plate of "sunflowers", the loneliness of the painter Miller's pen, and the word "for me" seems to enhance the rhythm of the poem throughout the text, which on the other hand contradicts the intention of "all things are for my use, not for me". This intention is nothing more than the result of the unfolding of food chains.
Li Rose's texts have an ability to establish their own aesthetic style in ordinary things and trivial life, which is an ability to analyze this world in the creation of words and words from one's own experience. The blandness in the text is not a dynamic flow, but a cold picture outlines the brave heart of the survivors.
If you have to choose a piece to taste her work, it should be Bach's "Prelude to the First Cello Suite in G major", because "Book with Father", "Pear Blossom Fall", "Description of a Photograph", "Memory of an Early Morning", etc., in this curtain work is not a roll of waves, but a small dust. Recording the details of the subject's life is the most essential feature of man.
It seems that in Li Rose's works, people's lives are squeezed out by a handful of worldly dust. It was to meet and part with the children and parents over and over again, it was to collide with the dust again and again, and all that was returned was the meager flesh. This is when the reader understands.
"In this world, Ho has ever died
But it's us
Living in two parallel worlds
Two lines of tears, are newly built railroad tracks
In the night, there is a clear light..."
The author's understanding of life, old age, illness and death is very clear, and as a survivor in life, he has exhausted his care. But is that the end of it? Back to the ordinary text of "Visiting the Reservoir in Winter", standing in front of the "one hundred and fifty square kilometers of blue mirror", what is the expectation of life? It is the "high-speed train of the dream" that rushes to death at a speed like no other, and returns to the earth. Go with her mother to pick up the potatoes left on the ground, those potatoes have been hidden behind the text, polishing another thorn, she is reflected in the cold ice and snow of Siberia, those trivial times, followed by Bella Tarr's "Horse of Turin", unlike the father and daughter in the film, in the text of "Mother Stores Potatoes in the Yard" Is "I" and "Mother" The content is no longer set, but everyone's "I", and it is also all "mothers", Such a setting will not repeat Nietzsche holding a whipped horse and shouting "Mother! I am guilty" and this will only be re-enacted in the heart" Mother, we are already guilty! This setting comes from the text of "Harvesting Sunflowers with Grandpa":
"Pound harder, rub it with a stick, use your hands."
Until all the sunflower seeds are all for us
We'll just get up and leave
And put the scarred mallet
Throw it away next to its own kind that has nothing."
This is a true and thorough understanding of life, she does not have a blur of flesh and blood, a sword and a sword, but uses "industriousness" as the image of the highest morality of the being to interpret the assumption that life is "guilty". It is conceivable that the sharp edge of this pain is all buried in the six words "all for us.".
The mark of a poet's maturity lies in the degree to which he or she has endured the suffering of mankind, the nation, and the state, while a wise poet lies in the fact that he or she can always harvest the most painful life on the softest side. Li Rose did this, digging out the human pain without revealing a little color. Perhaps it is not necessary to use too many testimonies to understand what "community" is, but above all, that great wisdom and poetry are hidden in her lightest words.
Yichuan, a well-known poetry critic and poet, whose works have appeared in newspapers and poetry anthologies such as "Stars", "Yangtze River Poetry Journal", "Poetry Tide", "Yalu River", "People's Liberation Army Daily", "People's Armed Police Alarm" and other newspapers and poetry anthologies.