aircraft
Yi Miyi
When I was sleeping soundly
I was woken up by you
I felt you sitting up in the bed all of a sudden
said, this plane is flying too low
The sound of flying is on the roof
I can even feel the vibration of the bed
But it will not hit us
I said, it is safe here
I pointed to the house. Here is the safe
I mean bedded with . Here is the safe
I point to the heart. It is
safe here, my hands stop in mid-air
looking for the next landing point
Sangu stone After reading
Undoubtedly, this is an uneasy poem.
An aircraft flew out of the dream and flew into the real situation. Perhaps it flew from the dream at night to the bedside at dawn. The poet must have seen it, seen the terror it brought, or heard the sound of its flight, shattering those blurry and clear things.
Let’s first talk about the aircraft and airplanes in the poem. The title is an aircraft, and the reason here should be a substitute for a nightmare. It is not certain whether it is an airplane, a rocket, a ship, or a more mysterious UFO. This will increase the lack of clarity and uncertainty within and outside dreams. In other words, the dream is clear and the dream is blurry. In this way, there are more entrances for readers to participate in the construction of a poem, which adds considerable richness to the poem.
As for the specific presentation of the poem’s content, it is definitely an airplane. This is the confirmation of the dream. The poet did not see it. The poet is expressing his doubts. Is it really a plane? Did you see clearly? From the discrepancy between the title and content, we can see the poet’s intention.
Let’s talk about this poem from the specific presentation visible on the screen. Of course, this little poem is not more complicated. The poet just selected a moment section and unfolded a picture to the readers with her unique persistence. "While I was sleeping soundly | I was woken up by you." As a witness and bystander, the poet "felt you sitting up in bed all of a sudden" and "said, the plane was flying too low." The poet must have been frightened by "you" who was in the same bed, but the poet clearly knew that she had the responsibility to guide "you" out of the nightmare. It feels like the poet is comforting you, "The sound of flying is on the roof | You can even feel the vibration of the bed." These are phantoms, "but it won't hit us."
We can feel that "you" was even more surprised, asking "Why did you bump into us?" and the poet just replied lightly, in the name of love, "There is me!"
I am not a hypocrite, on the poet's canvas, I feel that there are indeed these pigments.
As a deenchanted poet, she wants to comfort "you" to the end.
"I said, here is safety
I pointed to the house. Here is safety
I pointed to the bed. Here is safety
I pointed to the heart. Here is
It's safe, my hand stops in mid-air
Looking for the next landing point"
"Room, bed, heart", everything that belongs to us is safe, we are safe together, close to us is safe, and what we can see is safe. The poet seems to have no confidence in the next landing point and the safety situation there.
The poet's security concept is worth playing with. is exactly a different poetic flavor. One is awe. The poet feels uneasy about the unfamiliar, distant and invisible. It can be seen from this that the poet has awe and fear in life and livelihood. She was afraid of falling behind and falling in the dark. The second is panic. Her fear is growing day by day. She was afraid of being submerged, abandoned, or even accidentally entering the runway and being run over. The third is to get rid of the charm.The poet knows that he is not a saint, and she cannot be sure of being outside scientific wisdom. The poet definitely does not have the confidence to deal with those parts that are not understood and the unique mysteries.
And I, in the darkness listening to a person’s voice, wrote such uneasy words. I raised my head and looked at the person speaking on the stage. He was extremely relieved.
About the author
Yi Miyi was born in Hubei and now lives in Hainan. His poetry works have been published in a variety of literary journals, and he has won awards such as the Second China Independent Poetry Award. He is the author of the poetry collections "Nowhere to Place" and "Yimiyi 100 Poems".
Reading Poet
Sangu Shi is a poetry lover. Reading poetry is her habit. She has her own paradoxes and subjectivity. She likes to read poetry from a folk perspective or other perspectives. If you see her speaking out of tune again, please understand.
