2015.04.30

 

詩心詩意

  紐約街頭人文薈萃，最近網路上流傳一則盲人與詩的故事。有一個盲人坐在路旁，旁邊放著紙板，上面寫著" I am blind, please help.路上行人來來往往，每個人走過去，看了一眼卻都沒有人幫助他。這時有一位時尚女性走過，看了以後，走過去，又走回來，拿起那紙板，寫了些甚麼，又把它放回原處。奇蹟發生了，路過的人，一個接一個都都下了銅板，叮噹作響，帽子裡裝滿了錢幣。盲人都覺得很奇怪，此時，鏡頭帶到紙板上，原來這位女郎在原來的紙板上加了幾個字” It is spring, and I am blind.”

  為什麼只多了spring這個字，情況就大逆轉？spring充滿了詩意和希望，帶來的是溫暖，把這暖流帶入人心，就可以在人們心裡燃起熱情、喜悅或憐憫，這就是感性也是詩意。

 

  今日讀童詩，這是一個十七歲青少年所寫的詩，他是掙脫格律的口語詩，以達意自然見著，就像和好朋友聊天一樣自然。他訴說著童年時父母離婚，因「愛」突然消失，心碎困頓而出現口吃症狀，越是用力想把話說清楚越無法表達，更不順暢。他突然想起媽媽以前說過，不斷反覆說某件事，它的意義就會消失。因此他開始嘗試寫詩，以簡單的文字，透過孩子的筆觸，傳遞的是一則一則的故事。

A Poem Named “Repetition”

(Phil Kaye) 菲爾˙凱亞

My mother taught me this trick

If you repeat something over and over again it loses its meaning

For example:

Homework, homework, homework,

Homework, homework, homework,

Homework, homework, homework,

See, nothing

Our existence, she said, is the same way.

You watch the sunset too often, it just becomes 6 PM…

If you just wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up ,wake up,

One day you’ll forget why

When I came back there was no gravity in our home, beds floating I imagined it as an accident, that when I left

They whispered to each other “I love you”

So many times over that they forgot what it meant