In the urban nostalgia, read Li Yaxiong's ecological humanistic poetry
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Grasping the poetic sincerity in the lyrical and defamiliar tone, and intending to carry out the remembrance of urban nostalgia in the ecological humanistic paradigm, which is the writing characteristic of Li Yaxiong's text. The object is fully experienced in the things involving meaning, and the personal emotions are constantly mobilized, and the expression of the language is also closer to the reader and the text because of the transfer of the narrative.
In the metaphor of imagination, the poetic flow back and forth can capture the auspicious light above reality from time to time, and in reverse illustrate the long distance of reality, "No one cares about the dynastic changes of beads and clothes / cares about the goose's mouth that stretches into the Xiang River to drink water for trillions of years / How many earth and stones to build embankments and roads / Only, the traffic under the goose's mouth / And the ships that are not afraid of the terrifying waves, always / regardless of north and south, no questions about the west and east" Standing in the depths of history, the details and the whole are interrelated to form a poetic logic above reality, and the modules of language are fine and bold, From the internal of semantics, the metaphorical expression is extended, the text rhyme is elevated to a more precise position, the interdimensional nature between ecological writing and history and culture is explored, and the poetic heart itself is expounded with geographical generalizations.
A sense of loyalty is generated in the interaction between materiality and spirituality, and the life experience of the interpreter is introduced into the symbolic principles. This deepens the subject-object relationship in textual practice, and extends the truth mechanism and the dimension of personal aesthetic value on a purer path, in which the authenticity and modal metaphor also constitute a vertical whole.
Rooted in the present sexual creation is inevitable in the historical thickness, defamiliarization techniques, ecological writing appear thick and thin, do not know how to grasp the spacing of the problem, Li Yaxiong's writing paradigm has internally determined the geographical position of his own expression. The daily lyrical mechanism does not hinder the progress of the complex dimension, and the subliminal language painting in it also opens the basic path of ecological humanistic writing. "Huxin Pavilion stands stiffly at the end of the long corridor / Cold eyes watch the corridor and the moon lingering / With the dry lotus of the lake water wondering / The green bamboo that loves the lake is silent / Only those few low and sparse flowers and leaves of reed bamboo / and aquatic iris shivering in the shuo wind" The situation of urban nostalgia will not be as cookie-cutter as the local nostalgia, but in the form of a two-way construction that integrates developed industrial society and ecological humanities, the momentary existence of life is "re-returned", which is also the meaning of modern people looking for the spiritual hometown of the new era.
Just like Su Shi in the poem "Dingfeng Bo • South China Sea Return to Wang Dingguo Waiter Yu Niang", "The return of thousands of miles is less and less." Smile. When you laugh, you still have the fragrance of lingmei. Ask If Lingnan should be good. But said. This peace of mind is my hometown. "The meaning of life is not elsewhere, but should be deeply rooted in this shore, while pursuing the specific direction of time and space, the gaze must be indifferent and close, and the wind and objects in this place are integrated into this heart, which is also the important significance of "Xiang Embroidery" for the author, the curvature of the myth surrounds the present, and the natural wind objects fold out of the body towards history with the state of mind of man. This is the far side of Li Yaxiong's ecological humanistic writing, grasping the poetic heart of the current urban nostalgia between the past and the future.
Attached is Li Yaxiong's poetic works
◎ Winter night, Star Moon Lake
North of Star City there is a mountain called the Sun
At the bottom of the mountain there is a bay of dark green Star Moon Lake
A wooden promenade of hundreds of meters by the lake
On cold winter nights with her not thick enough
Body Hugging the bright moon in the lake
Put Mingyue in the depths of her soul
The Pavilion in the center of the lake stood stiffly at the end of the promenade
Cold-eyed bystanders watch the moon lingering
Wonder with the dry lotus of the lake
The green bamboo that loves to be the most popular by the lake is silent
There are only a few low, sparsely flowered reeds
And aquatic iris shivering in the wind
Those dragonflies that like to make noise in the dark
Becoming silent has become accustomed to darkness and silence
Snuggled up with couples Curled up in a warm cave
Listen to each other's kind heartbeats
Maybe they're tired of it
White dazzling landscape lights in the trees
And hurriedly harsh footsteps in the shade of the trees
◎ Goose and Sheep Mountain, Blessed Land
A huge bead
Lie on a long causeway over the grassy barg
Washed away the dust of history, red as blood
The one that had been with it for hundreds of years
Also brightly colored as ever
Not far away, a farmer picking up earth to build an embankment
and rumbling excavators
They are all just busy
No one cares about the dynastic changes of beads and clothes
I care about the goose's mouth that stretches into the Xiang River to drink water for trillions of years
Pulled down how much earth and stone to build embankments and roads
Only, the traffic under the goose's mouth
With ships that are not afraid of the rough seas, always
There is no distinction between north and south, no question about west and east
A mortar covered with green glazed moss
It is located in the foothills of Gushan Mountain, which is across the river
There is always, golden grain full of grains
Tempt. A pair of goose and sheep foraging together
Always, at night, the foggy river surface back and forth
The line was hurried, and there seemed to be some panic and uneasiness
Finally, the red stone that disappeared into the south of the mountain
and Shanxi Baishi in the gap
No one cares about the goose
Flew to where to settle down
If you care about the sheep, can you still fill the back ridge with grass
Only, the sound of the waves in the cave by the river
Harmony with the bells and drums of the Taoist temple at the top of the mountain
On the surface of the river, the curtain is endless
A post of torch pine from North America across the sea
Male bulbous flowers, female bulbous flowers, bloom luxuriantly
The river breeze is warm and moist, blowing off the pine flowers
Paved with stone steps that run up the mountain
Two jade-spotted butterflies danced against the wind
A group of small red butterflies looks a little different
They rest on the stone railing in front of the Goose and Sheep Temple
The tentacles are talking and seem to be singing
Xu Zhenjun slashed the spirit of the mirage wave by wave
No one cares about the fame and fortune of the mountain
In the end, the mountain is ranked first among the seventy-two blessed lands of Taoism
Only, the Dragon Continent in the heart of the river a thousand meters away
Still like a creeping old turtle, its head buried in the water
Look for sleeping small fish and dried shrimp
A flat boat filled with ancient books and water and wine
Travel through more than seven hundred years, in the moon star rare night
Lower the Yangtze River, cross the Dongting, and cross the Xiangshui River
The cable is at the foot of the reed-rippling mountain
Frogs chirped and the night was silent
The old man at the bow of the ship, white eyebrows and hair
Like his mind, shining in the moonlight
No one cared about his sorrows and wine
Care about the buffalo on the embankment
Which house is stocked. Dry and cracked wave wood by the river
From which mountain upstream comes
Only, the groaning and invigorating of the water
Solidified in the Iron Horse Glacier
In the spring river flower moon night far away
Li Yaxiong, a literary lover, is the executive director of the Hunan Huxiang Cultural Exchange Association, a member of the Press, Publication and Media Committee of the Hunan Calligraphers Association, a member of the Changsha Municipal Federation of Literary and Art Circles, a director of the Changsha Calligraphers Association and a deputy director of the Book Committee, and an executive deputy director of the Propaganda Department of the Kaifu District Committee of Changsha City.
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.