My loneliness is a garden
Loneliness is a garden, but there is only one tree in it.
Despair has long fingers, but it can only catch dead butterflies.
The sun, even in times of sorrow, is to be clothed in light.
Death comes from behind, even though it appears to come from the front:
The front belongs only to life.
Madness is a child, in the garden of reason, doing the most beautiful games.
Time, floating in joy, deposited in sorrow.
Forgetting has a harp, and memory uses it to play silent sorrow.
The world made me scratch all over my body, but the wounds grew wings.
The darkness that hit me made me even brighter.
Loneliness is also a ladder for me to climb to the light.
Poetry, this pontoon bridge is built between your incomprehensible self and the world you do not understand.
Poetry is life, welcome to the "Caotang Reading Poetry" jointly launched by Cover News, Chengdu Radio and Television Station and Caotang Poetry Magazine, I am the reader juanzi. The poem you have just heard is excerpted from Adonis's poem "My Loneliness is a Garden", translated by Xue Qingguo. Adonis is a famous Syrian poet who now resides in Paris. He is the most outstanding Arab poet of our time and is well known in the world poetry scene. He has published nearly 30 poems and has won many international awards such as the Brussels International Poetry Prize and the German Goethe Prize, and has always been a popular candidate for the Nobel Prize in Literature. Today we will listen to the story of Adonis.
Adonis, whose original name was Ali Ahmed Sayyid Isbel, was born in 1930 in a small village called Kasabin on the Syrian coast. For as long as he could remember, Ali worked in the fields, helping his father pick fruit and plant the land, without the opportunity to go to school. Although his father was a farmer, the love of the Arab nation for poetry flowed in his blood, and under the guidance of his father, Little Ali entered the world of Arabic classical poetry. At that time, Little Ali realized that going to school was the only possibility for him to leave Kasabin, but there was no school in the village, and even if there was, the family could not afford it. Until one day, Ali slept under a tree, and in his sleep, he wrote a poem dedicated to the first president of the syrian independent republic. The president admired him and wanted to do something for him, and he replied, "I want to go to school, I want to study." ”
This dream came to life when Ali was 14 years old, just like the dream. At that time, the Syrian president was patrolling near Ali's hometown, and the teenager Ali found the opportunity to recite a patriotic poem of his own creation to the president, and the president was greatly appreciative and promised on the spot that the state would fund his schooling. This was the first miracle in Ali's life, and he said: I was born as a child of poetry.
In middle school, Ali began publishing poems under the pseudonym "Adonis". In Greek mythology, Adonis was a beautiful boy who was fascinated by both the gods of love and hades, and was also the son of the king of Syria. Later, he entered the university to study philosophy. After graduation, he served in the Syrian army. During his military service, he was implicated and imprisoned because of his political party. After his release from prison in 1956, he traveled alone to neighboring Lebanon, and just five minutes after the border, Syria announced a national mobilization to fight alongside Egypt against Britain, France and Israel, which launched the Suez Canal War. Motherland, he can't go back.
In Lebanon's capital, Beirut, the cultural center of the Arab world, Adonis is nourished. He founded poetry publications with friends and spent a lot of time reading them in the library, and he also selected poems that he thought were valuable but ignored or belittled by mainstream literary history, and compiled them into a landmark three-volume Selected Arabic Poetry.
Lebanon was then plunged into a full-scale civil war, and Adonis arrived in Paris. After arriving in the West, Adonis began to gain a clearer understanding of the situation of Arab culture, and he also tried to redefine and continue a great Tradition of Arabic poetry. Although he had lived in France for many years, he wrote poetry only in Arabic, and he was a natural rebel, saying in his poems: "The grass bows its head before the fierce wind, but it never listens to the words of the fierce wind." It is these fierce criticisms and shouts that stir up waves in the backwater of contemporary Arab culture, allowing people to see the hope of Arab cultural change and rebirth. Therefore, Western critics say that Adonis is to modern Arabic poetry, just as Eliot is in modern English poetry.
Poetry is life, "grass hall reading poetry", there is temperature, there is texture. Adonis's poem "My Loneliness is a Garden", and the poet's story is here today, thanks for the attention, we will see you in the next issue.
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