Poetry is the journey of the sea animal living on land, wanting to fly in the air. Poetry is a search for syllables to shoot at the barriers of the unknown and the unknowable. Poetry is a phantom script telling how rainbows are made and why they go away. Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance - Carl Sandburg..........Poetry should be great and unobtrusive, a thing which enters into one's soul, and does not startle it or amaze it with itself, but with its subject - John Keats .........Poetry is the breath and finer spirit of all knowledge - William Wordsworth ..........Poets utter great and wise things which they do not themselves understand - Plato .........No man was ever yet a great poet, without being at the same time a profound philosopher. For poetry is the blossom and the fragrance of all human knowledge, human thoughts, human passions, emotions, language - Samuel Taylor Coleridge .........One demands two things of a poem. Firstly, it must be a well-made verbal object that does honor to the language in which it is written. Secondly, it must say something significant about a reality common to us all, but perceived from a unique perspective. What the poet says has never been said before, but, once he has said it, his readers recognize its validity for themselves - W. H. Auden ...........Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash - Leonard Cohen .........There is a pleasure in poetic pains which only poets know - William Cowper .........Genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood -T. S. Eliot ..........Poetry heals the wounds inflicted by reason - Novalis...........He who draws noble delights from sentiments of poetry is a true poet, though he has never written a line in all his life - George Sand .........A poem is never finished, only abandoned - Paul Valery ........A poet is a bird of unearthly excellence, who escapes from his celestial realm arrives in this world warbling. If we do not cherish him, he spreads his wings and flies back into his homeland - Kahlil Gibran.............Poetry should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts, and appear almost a remembrance - John Keats..........To be a poet is a condition, not a profession - Robert Frost........A poem is true if it hangs together. Information points to something else. A poem points to nothing but itself - E. M. Forster.........Publishing a volume of verse is like dropping a rose petal down the Grand Canyon and waiting for the echo - Don Marquis...........Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of personality, but an escape from personality. But, of course, only those who have personality and emotions know what it means to want to escape from these things - T. S. Eliot ..........You can tear a poem apart to see what makes it tick. You're back with the mystery of having been moved by words. The best craftsmanship always leaves holes and gaps so that something that is not in the poem can creep, crawl, flash or thunder in - Dylan Thomas .........Poetry is boned with ideas, nerved and blooded with emotions, all held together by the delicate, tough skin of words - Paul Engle......... There is not a joy the world can give like that it takes away! Lord Byron

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天 空

芒克 - 中国

 

 1

太阳升起来

天空血淋淋的

犹如一块盾牌

 

2

日子像囚徒一样被放逐

没有人来问我

没有人宽恕我

 

3

我始终暴露着

只是把耻辱

用唾沫盖住

 

4

天空,天空

把你的疾病

从共和国的土地上扫除干净

 

5

可是,希望变成了泪水

掉在地上

我们怎么能确保明天的人们不悲伤

 

6

我遥望着天空

我属于天空

天空呵

你提醒着

那向我走来的世界

 

7

为什么我在你的面前走过

总会感到羞怯

好像我老了

我拄着棍子

过去的青春终于落在我手中

我拄着棍子

天空

你要把我赶到哪里去

我为了你才这样力尽精疲

 

8

谁不想把生活编织成花篮

可是,美好被打扫得干干净净

我们还年轻

你能否愉悦着我们的眼睛

 

9

带着你的温暖

带着你的爱

再用你的船

将我远载

 

 

10

希望

请你不要去得太远

你在我身边

就足以把我欺骗

 

11

太阳升起来

天空这血淋淋的盾牌

 

1973年

 

 

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