The Polish poetess, Simpo, has carved out the realm of freedom for our thoughts, and we are fortunate to live in a world that can be expected.
Writing poetry is useless, poetry is absurd, poetry is the world must exist in the daydream, the poet is firm, the poet is puzzled, the poet in the repeated thinking of "problems in question", set anchor self, looking for the meaning of all things.
poetess Wislawa Szymborska, a Polish poetess, was hailed as the Nobel Prize in literature for the poetic creation of Mozart ",1996, is the third award-winning poetess in the history of literature, whose poems are known as" unusually, gritty purity and strength ", and the judges described her works at the Nobel Prize for Literature awards ceremony:" In the reality that human beings have already fragmented, such a surprisingly accurate poem, the history and nature of the context into the contemporary. "(for poetry this with ironic precision allows the historical and biological, to come into light in fragments of n reality).
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Reading a poet's creation, like reading The Chronicles of her life.
Born in Poland in the 1923, it happened to be Poland after the First World War, a time of poetess Wislawa Szymborska, broken rules and a rush to rebuild. After the war, the war had not ceased, and her teenage years had been spent in the context of World War II, therefore, Simpo silk card in the creation of the common solemn and stirring lofty, narrating the theme of the national image, at that time it seems passionate, poetess Wislawa Szymborska later in life for the peaceful struggle, and actively build a better society of verses feel disgust and remorse, think it is " Immature "works, after the poetry also no longer included in the early poems. (Recommended reading: a woman like me | poetess Wislawa Szymborska )
In the turbulent era of growth, poetry was her weapon against the world and gentleness, as the years grew, the past to the state and communism under the system of ideas, will be personal will from the social system, art and culture, the government for everyone elevated a better future, full of hope in the distance. But when the people's livelihood is still poor and the political power is constantly suppressed, poetess Wislawa Szymborska later turns to pay attention to the ordinary but important poetry in life.
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Later her poems no longer appear gorgeous, abstruse words, but through the most ordinary tiny place, burning bright life can explore the problem, throw to the world a question mark, while seeking answers. 1993 her poem "The Sky" may be able to create for her, to seek the meaning of life the next comment: We are fighting for weekdays, smoke in the chimney, a book without fear, a small piece of clean sky.
Here on one side of the sky, symbolizing freedom, symbolizes what we all expect from beginning to end--a better life.
poetess Wislawa Szymborska wrote the joy of writing to explain what writing meant to her: "The joy of writing/The preservation of the power/Revenge of the human hand, the last three sentences use parallel sentence patterns, respond to the meaning of writing, writing is the joy of creation, is to create a world of thinking, create strength, thin woven of the long poem, is the human against the world system, The force of vengeance of the creator's rules. (Recommended reading:"read the poet" The greater the sorrow the more juchongruoqing!) Yang Jia: What the reader reads is themselves )
Although writing poetry to change the world is useless, is still the absurd, poetess Wislawa Szymborska wrote, is written for the sense of life, is written for the freedom of thought, is for the heart that a clean sky, pen fight.
What am I, then?
I'm nothing, all right?
I know nothing about the world,
Maybe that's where I'm lucky.
How lucky we are,
It is impossible to know what kind of world you are living in.
--Excerpt from "How Lucky We Are", Simpo silk card
Perhaps for poetess Wislawa Szymborska, from the expectation of changing the world to focusing on the meaning of human and nature, only to find their own existence in this world of meaning and thought value, through constantly to the world questions, constantly ask themselves in the process of anchoring themselves. We are fortunate because we cannot know exactly what kind of world this is, so the future of all is still available, all the unknowns have the meaning of existence.
As poetess Wislawa Szymborska at the end of a variety of possibilities: "I prefer to keep in mind that this might be a reason for--/to exist." 」
The reason for our existence, not false outside the request.