I am subsidized by the Federation of Literary and Art Circles of Diqing Prefecture in this times which seems like having nothing to do with poetry that is why I am able to publish this poetry anthology. I had once thought that it is a manifestation of satisfying some vanity for poets to publish anthologies, I used to try to escape from such boring games. In this times, those known and unknown self-righteous countries only focus on the rapid development of economics, material exchanges and ideology struggling. They may start ten wars with ten excuses only for a barrel of petroleum, They may make thousands of people rush to death singing songs of praise loudly for satisfying the desire of a community. For a throne ,they may spread whoppers in the universe….All of these are my direct feelings to this planet with unnumbered faces of countries. All of those countries are integrating with a huge but malformed world railway.. Humanity's collective run causes the rhythm of the world faster and faster, stranger and stranger.
Some poets have stopped., they imagine they can escape from time, some poets have felt the dropping variance of the world, and undertaken the consequence consciously. The increase of life and thoughts’pressure makes silence or eruption, which even leads them to kill themselves in hearts and destroy the world of imagination, meanwhile, some poets have been mad, they are streaking in the sun , they are named as neurotics, abnormal persons, soliloquist…., they hate the world, because they love the world too much. However I think more poets are preserving the innermost high ground, they are collecting the sunlight, the rain water, the land and cleanness of snow, they are feeling the ache and happiness on the ground, singing and walking in the world of dreams. They are the bridge to the free world. They are trying to make the warm light illuminate sombrous corners of each era, with motion, also the thoughts. At nights of this era, poets are not wrong, the advance direction of the world is not wrong .It’s the mission for poets to lead people to a glorious road with the free spirit of poetry. Now, the world has become a busy food market because the variance of exchanges and the contest of speech right .Material competes cause the collective collapse of people’s spiritual world, which makes the conflict between poets’ ideals and the reality. However I believe that doesn’t mean poets’ behaviors run retrorsely against the time, they are trying to repair the mental trauma of people on the road.
I think I have not given up a poet’s spiritual sentiment and the basic beliefs of the literature. I sincerely respect human’s labor and innovation. Labor creates human beings, poetry and all niceness. At this moment, I live in a remote mine in northwestern Yunnan as a Chinese citizen. My material source all come from those brothers who working sweating in the mine. I have no difference from those brothers who move rocks and blast every day in the reality. We spent most time of our lives to bow our heads working, to create revenue for the large countries and contribute the profits. We use a part of life time for the imagination, to imagine happiness, to imagine building the spiritual home. In my world, There is a vast wheat field in the South, at sunset one day , my wife is stretching out her slender white hands, gently caressing her blue waves of wheat fields, the light fragrance of Chinese scholartree is pervading over the fields, I am riding a white mountain horse approaching them on the red earth, my kid is smiling at me showing his primary teeth in the flowers, the whole world is immersed in warm.... this is all that I imagine about the happiness. Thus I confirm the idyllic complex in my life and the serenity and quiet elements of poetry. I believe that I sing from my heart.
From this, I confirmed the fact that I run retrorsely against the poetry proposition of the most Chinese poets now. When some use the cold of cement, the frost of steel and iron, the chimney raping the sky to describe the face of this times, when some start to portray the lower half of body to express the life’s embarrassment, when some start to show their defiance of the night of this era by long-time silence, when some start to argue about the pear flower poem(a style of Chinese contemporary poetry), I still persevere and sing the warm field, the pasture, the white snow at my heart. I keep learning the wisdom of ancestors, thus I know and open myself as a larruping one, this kind of basic thought has brought about the expression style of my poems.I remember several years ago, a poetry editor in Beijing called me and said that my style of poetry had gone out of date in the world of Chinese language. I said thanks , but I don’t think so. In my opinion, the expression of poetry is only a shell, only loving care, height of cultural and spiritual dignity would be significant for a poet. However, for this poetry anthology, I am not sure if it will have many readers, but as a Lisu minority poet using Chinese expression, I know my survival background, cultural background and the knowledge from my ancestors are strange to most Chinese poets, on this regard, I think I am loyal to my feeling, loyal to my culture and loyal to my land. I believe that I sing from my heart. As a result of the survival background and cultural difference, I don’t have extravagant hopes that many readers of Chinese poetry can understand my worries on the culture, however, I believe the presentation of my poems is beautiful, at least, people are alike on the fineness.Because of the fineness, each poem in this poetry anthology has offered me warmth. In the changes of time , The world in my imagination has changed , however, I am still thankful to the world which brings disappointment and happiness. As a reference, the poetry can help me see the human nature clearly in the conflicts of interest and the rapid transformation of the industrial age.
I cherish each day in the life , including time with or without poetry .I knew the time of dreariness in the land after the death would longer than that of in the warm world, each person's life passes instantaneously like a meteor. In this short course of the life ,I am not luckier than the grass.Such it is so, there is nothing I can not lay down , there is nothing I can not love .Even I live in a single abnormal world, I will never give up my love to the human, my love to the poetry, my love to the land and my love to the time. The colder is the times , the warmer I would be, the blacker is the night , the more diligently I shine. I believe firmly that I can be an amphibious person of the dreams and the reality coming in and going out freely in the womb of the times, because I have been loving, loving myself, loving others, loving this strange but the warm world. As an ordinary worker, I may obtain a corner in humanity's realistic market only going forward the unceasingly wheels of the times and the predetermined living standards, this is a worker’s survival circumstance, but as a poet, my life is always poetic and leisurely, I don’t care others talking about this kind of life, at least I can make myself happy in the limited life time. I am trying to lead people around me closing the happiness. Besides anger and bearing, happiness is also the spirit of poetry and the pursuer of the life.
Some people say that the end-result for poets is no tot write any more , not debating any more, they become hiders and they hold themselves aloof from worldly success, however, I don’t think this is the highest state for poets. Poets should experience the earth, concern the life, and to be the leaders of the spirit , to be the initiator of the freedom. Poets should have the spirit of battle crying for the life and the ability of feeling the pulse of the time, they are not the illuminati who fading away from the word. I believe they are in the religious world, but not poets. In a sense, no matter being awake or confused, the reclusion of poets is a kind of compromise and escape. Poets may survive in the material and geography edge, but never think of surviving in the cultural edge, because the culture does not have edges. The core of genuine human culture is to initiative and maintain the beauty of human nature.To initiative and maintain the beauty of human nature is the basic of poetry. Poets should have the courage to bear the attack of the times as well as sharing the brilliant rays of the times, of course poets should create lights to shine the times. The relationship between poets and the times should be harmonious mutually, but not oppositional. In this times, the spirit's reconstruction of poets should started with cooling down themselves. Poets should insist on something, but shouldn’t become dictators, individualists or nationalists. Poets should not only insist individuality, but also insist on the spirit of maintaining multielement. Insisting individuality doesn’t mean to hubris, doesn’t mean advocating poets to be the black power of anti- progress and anti-times, but with the rational insisting determination, obtaining the judgement of respecting oneself and the times. With the way of insisting individuality, to understand and revere the world. The rational unification of individuality insisting and maintaining multielement is the behavior manifestation of poets’ loving care of the world.
The poetry theory and the poetry words above only indicate Chinese language world. I still have a poetry land of my native language, which is a strange world for the readers of this poetry anthology. My mother tongue is the Lisu language, in my village, there is no poetry theory, no poetry criticism, no remuneration for poetry and no poets’ responsibility, there is even no poetry text. Everything is nature, without any decorative carving, poets there are real singers walking on the ground.They are singing beauty’s praises in the fields, in the dancing places , in the forest, in the pastures , under the colorful clouds and every place suitable for singing. They sing for the fineness of human and nature, singing for the happiness and vicissitudes of life. In my place, there is no poetry principle, no restriction, no expression request, no rhythm, no standard of poetry , anyone can be a poet if he wants to express. In my place , nobody sings for fame and gain, they sing gods, life, death, love, preexistence ,this life and everything in the world, in my opinion, this is the real freedom of poets and the basic freedom of poetry. No matter how the times changes, poets never feel cold in heart, because of their wide love.
In my place, poetry is something warm . It is undefined. My ancestor moved from the Lake Qinghai basin to the southwest in 1000 years, , they climbed over the Bayankala Mountains, the Hengduan Mountainsthe ,the Yunling Mountains, the Nujiang Mountains, and the Goligongshan Mountains , they dispersed equally in southwest of China and the South China Peninsula. The basic spirit of revering the nature had formed. My ancestor had recorded wars , the migration and the perception of the world by verbal folks, poetry therefore became the collective mark of recovering the historical memory in my minority. The prolocutor of the collective in my place is called Nipa, It is translated as Wizard or Necromancer in Chinese, they are only the epic singers, the concretionary time and live dictionaries. People obtain consolation ,peace and warm from their singing. They even believe that they are able to retrieve people’s soul through poetry, However, they are always sloven, some of them take the liquor as the grain, sprawling drunken in the bustling world.They lead the Lisu nationality to some kind of poetic equitable which advocates sharing together, a life that people do not accumulate wealth by unfair means. More people there lead a simple life , they farm in the fields, graze under the colorful clouds. They open their mind to the nature, they create poetry, singing songs for time, for gods, for other people. They lead a quiet but peaceful life on the bank of time. Therefore, my nationality is slows down .They collectively seems to be something that beyond the global economic and the industrial age, my place also apparently becomes a hunting object for travelers for disjointing with the speeding times, In the definition of human material development, my place is slow, but as the way of poetry, its unsophisticated attitude and free mind-set deserved to be respected.
I am a Lisu Nationality poet using Chinese to express, I have been continuously learning from the times ,from my land and my people. I keep learning people’s calm and confident manner and the free spirit of poetry. I am sure I can recover my poetic olfaction and historical memories in the glory of my mother tongue’ s poetry. Though I know I am still far from the freedom and love of a poet, I keep love and thanksgiving to the life. When I have rupture with the times’ direction, I try to repair it with poetry. The beauty of human is something eternal beyond the times, it is also the basic power of humanity's forward. Everyone who loves people deeply will feel its ray and warmth finally.
This is the first poetry anthology in my poetry career, it contains a part of works from 2000 to 2010.I want to thank those friends who helped and supported me in the past ten years, I want to thank Ms.Bai Hua, I also want to offer my heartfelt thanks to the friends of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles of Diqing Prefecture, to the friend and teachers who taught me knowledge, to Miss Xiaogong who sorted out my poetry, all of you made it possible for me to finish the poetry anthology. We are not able to control its fate after putting it in the square of the commercial times, however, our vocal cord which singing the beauty of human and the spirit of freedom will never stop.
