Japanese poet (love his songs)-Woodpecker Ishikawa

Woodpecker Ishikawa (ぃしかわたくぼく) (1886-1912) is a singer, poet and critic. Ishikawa woodpecker, formerly known as Ishikawa Ichi, is a pen name, which has been passed down from generation to generation. Ishikawa woodpecker was called a "prodigy" when he was young, but he was miserable and frustrated all his life and died young at the age of 26.

Ishikawa Tak is good at writing traditional short songs, and his collection of songs has created a new era of Japanese short songs. Peck Wood writes short songs in modern spoken language. In content, he linked short songs with the real life of the Japanese people, breaking through the traditional narrow theme. Formally, he created a unique three-line format with novel lyrics and vivid images. In the first article of the poetry collection "Love Your Song", he wrote:

On the coast of an island in the East China Sea of China,

I was in tears,

Playing crabs on the white sand beach.

The simple three lines and short songs are also about daily life and feelings. They are simple, simple and flawless. Pecking wood seems to omit the overly complicated structure in poetry, and record the feelings of a moment in your life with clear and straightforward words. For example, the photos of a moment in life, the thoughts and actions of this moment, only short songs can complete such an accurate record.

A young man with a happy smile.

If you die,

The world is always lonely.

"I have been confused about poetry for a long time. Not just about poetry. This is the road I have traveled so far: just like the candle in my hand looks smaller, my "youth" disappears day by day because of the pressure of life. "

Sometimes I feel my heart

It looks like it's just baked.

Like bread.

Here, I seem to see the way pecking wood is used to record eternal time, a moment's little mood, a moment's weather and a day's soul state. Through these three simple lines, all poets have gained the freedom of poetry, and this state of poetry is exactly what Peckwood has been longing for.

Like a bow that bends easily in autumn rain,

For a time,

You're not close to me anymore.

Before the woodpecker, Japanese poetry was always in the traditional creative stage, and the emotions of poetry often collided, but it took many complicated procedures, sincere feelings, careful thinking, and the exercise and refinement of words to see the shadow as a poet. For example, when a tree stands in a clearing, ten feet high, and the sun shines on it, how many days will it take you to see this poem?

You won't forget what runs down your cheeks.

Don't wipe away your tears,

Show me a handful of sand.

When it comes to writing poetry, pecking wood naturally accepts the spirit of the new movement. He not only seeks freedom in the content and form of poetry, but also likes to choose the sentence "of course" in modern daily language. I think so in my heart, but I don't want to say this to anyone.

I don't know where it is,

It smells like burnt orange peel,

It's almost dusk.

He said, "I long for something from morning till night. Only by writing poems can I get some opportunities to vent my feelings." And apart from this mood, I have nothing. "

Today, I have such a mood:

It seems to be straight

Walking in the street, you can't see your head.

Pecking wood later described his feelings after accepting new sports. "It's like looking from a distance, the house I escaped from caught fire and caught fire, but I looked down from the dark mountain. Think about it so far, this mood has never been forgotten. " After seeking freedom, he became strict and serious about short songs and pecking at wood. He believes that poetry must be a rigorous report on the changes of human emotional life.

Want for no reason

Running on the grassland,

Until I can't breathe.

The girls listened to my crying,

Just like that sick dog.

Yelling at the moon.

It's like a poem. You are used to beautiful rhythms, hundreds of words, or traditional sonnets. You don't have much interest in such a short song at first sight. But don't worry, you read and read, and suddenly there will be a sense of inexplicable joy, which is full of your heart. This kind of poem that has something to do with you and your daily life is a short song.

Under the porch of my hometown temple,

Dreamed about it

The butterfly stepped on the small comb.

If you want to forget for a while,

Such as paving stones.

Buried by spring grass.

It is a short song that can be read at any time, like a mood that is not divorced from real life. The poem we sing is not delicious food, but a side dish we eat every day. You meet the joy of spring, loneliness when you are lonely, or missing your lover, being in a daze when you get up in the morning, and so on. The poem of pecking at wood tells you in detail. It doesn't matter whether there are poems in our life, so it becomes warm and necessary. This is the only reason to admit the existence of poetry.

Autumn night

In the steel sky,

I hope there is a fire-breathing mountain.

At the end of 19 10, Peckwood said in an essay: "All things, if we feel inconvenient, we can rudely transform these inconvenient places, which is natural: we don't live for other people's reasons, but for ourselves. "

What is the meaning of short songs? At first, pecking at wood may be for innovation. For the sake of expression, in my opinion, the meaning of poetry is just a beautiful moment to record the spark of generate's thought in every soul. This moment is eternity.

Stick on a hot cheek

Buried in soft snow,

I really want to fall in love.

exceed

Susu language

Poetry will be cold