Elitis poem selection ｜ We look into her eyes and look back by her

Odysseus Elytis (1911 ~ 1996). The Nobel Prize winner in 1979. Occasionally I read the poem of Paul Eria in the early years, that is, formed an inextricable bond with surrealism. Under the influence of surrealism, poetry manpower maps from nature, find a spiritual and mysterious thing, so as to cross the gap between the feeling of the world and the spiritual world, and increase the feeling of the world to a "sacred level". These works have established the author's position in the poetry. His first works include the collection of poems- "direction" (1940) and "First Sun" (1943). The poet is centered on the Aegean Sea and the Sun, and began to develop in the direction of "light and clear". It is known as the beauty of "drinking the Japanese poet" and is also famous for "Aegean Singer".

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We walk in the field all day

We walk in the field all day

Same as our women and dogs

Our game singing

Drinking the long flow of the water is still fresh water

Then, then, then

We sit in the afternoon for a while

Looking into each other's eyes deeply

A butterfly flew from the chest

Its cleanliness is better than

The white branches on our dream tip

We know it won't disappear anymore

It has not remembered that the worm was crawling slowly in the predecessor

Then, then, then

At night we have a bunch of fires

We sing around the fire ---

Fire, cute fire, don't pity the match

Fire, cute fire, don't turn gray

Fire, cute fire, burn us

Then, then, then

Tell us about life

We tell life we ​​hold her hand

We looked at her eyes and looked back by her

If this is an attractive person who is intoxicated by us

Then, then, then

We know each other

If this is the misfortune that hurts us

We tell our lives, we go forward

And speak to life migratory birds again

We inherit the beautiful ancestors

Cai Qizhi translated

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Crazy pomegranate tree

In these white gardens, when Nanfeng

Quietly crossing the corridor with an arch, tell me that it is the crazy pomegranate tree

Jump in the sun, in the playfulness and fluff of the wind

Sprinkle her fruitful laughter? tell me,

When she took a victory at the high altitude early in the morning, she showed her five lights and ten colors.

Is that crazy pomegranate tree jumping with new branches and leaves?

Then, then, then

When the naked girls wake up on the grass,

Pick up the green clover with white hands,

Wandering on the edge of the dream, tell me that it is the crazy pomegranate tree,

The bright light was taken out of their newly edited baskets,

Make their name echo in the singing of the birds, tell me,

Is the crazy pomegranate tree and cloudy sky contest?

Then, then, then

When the day is dressed up with seven -color feathers,

Use thousands of dazzling purposes to surround the immortal sun,

Tell me, it's the crazy pomegranate tree

Grasp the tail of the horse's rushing horses with a hundred whip,

It is not sad and does not complain; tell me that it is the crazy pomegranate tree

Loving loudly is the new hope of being exposed?

Then, then, then

Tell me that the crazy pomegranate tree welcomes us far away,

Throwing a multi -leaf -like handkerchief with coal and fire,

When the sea is about to rise thousands of times, the tide to retreat to the cold coast

Pick up thousands of ships and tell me

It's the crazy pomegranate tree

Squeak the sails in the transparent air?

Then, then, then

The high -hanging green grape skewers, lightly glowed,

Carnival, full of danger of falling, tell me,

It is the crazy pomegranate tree crushed with light in the center of the world

The dangerous climate of the devil, it stretches around with the orange collar of the day,

The neck is embroidered with dawn singing, tell me,

Is that crazy pomegranate tree quickly unveiled the day -day silk shirt?

Then, then, then

In the skirts in early spring and cicadas in mid -August,

Tell me, the joyful her, angry her, seductive her,

The person who deports all malicious black and evil shadows,

People who turn the birds with a dizzy head on the breasts of the sun,

Tell me, in the arms of all things, in our deepest dream hometown,

Is it the crazy pomegranate tree that expands her wings?

(Translated by Yuan Kejia)

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The depression of the Aegean Sea

How harmonious the soul is in the afternoon King Bird!

How calm in the whistling in the distant coast!

The cloth bird in the dense trees

The mysterious time of fishermen dinner

The sea that plays the accordion

A woman's distant desire

The woman with a tanned breasts

When memory enters the nest

Purple -lilac will pour the sunset with fire eyes!

Then, then, then

The Clippers of the Lord of Our Lady

They are out of sea, those lovers of those lilies

But stay in a foreign country and wishes with wind

But here, please see how the night splashed out of the sleepy sleep

It seems to be the white crystal neck on the vast beach

That rushing discrimination

Please see the light dust of the girl's dream

Familiar with the Zisu in the Lanxiang Road

How to spread and overflow in the sky

Use Olian's golden sword!

At the three crossroads, there are some ancient witch

Use dry musk to ignite the wind

Several slim figures there are swaying lightly

Each person holds a small can with a sealing water purification water

It is serene, as if walking into the park ...

And from the prayer of the prayer of the wild all over the field

Beauty people are wearing moonlight hidden

When you come to the museum, you dance.

Ah, a wave of light is like a mirror water purification

Miracle drifting in the depths

Ah, seven small lilies are flashing!

Then, then, then

When Olian's sword comes back

It will find the poor food under the lamp

But it's a soul on the burning ember of the stars

It will find the giant hand that extended to the endless

It's just a desolate seaweed, the youngest child in the beach

The years are green gems ...

Then, then, then

Ah, emerald gems--

This is what the storm predictor sees

Prevent light when birth during the day

The light of the universe's eyes was born!

Drink the sun in Corinus ...

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Drink the sun of Corinus

Read the ruins of marble

String through the vineyards and the sea

Master my fish fork

Then avoid my sacrifice fish for God

I found the leaves remembered by the sun praise

Life is eager to open

I drink water and pick the fruit

Insert my hands into the leaf cluster of the wind

Lemon trees urge the summer pollen of summer

Bluebird flew from my dream

So I left, and I went to the vast and boundless consideration.

At this time the world in my eyes was re -created

It becomes so beautiful again, according to the inner scale!

(Translated by Li Yeguang)

Summer body

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Since last time on ants and lizards

It's been a long time since I heard the sound of rain

Now the sun is endlessly burning

The fruit trees redd their mouths

The pores of the land slowly open

Bring the sound of the water and murmur

A big tree stared at the sun's eyes.

Then, then, then

Who stretched the limbs on the far beach

Lie on your back, smoke the smoke of olive leaves

A warning in the ears sounded

Ant runs in a hurry on the chest

The lizard is in the long grass of his armpit,

Listen to the little sea demon singing:

Then, then, then

"Oh, the naked body of summer,

Buried and eliminated by oil and salt,

The rock -like body, the tremor of the soul

Willow's hair is leaning back and back

The hairy abdomen exudes a salty smell

Full of little stars and pine needles

Deep body, day container! "

Then, then, then

The rain is under the rain, the hail of the assassin,

Stretching the coast, whipped by the east wind claws,

The mad waves are rushing to the depths of the ocean

The mountain peak jumped into the thick Wuyun's breasts

But you laugh easily in front of this

I found your forever time again

Just like you are again in the sun that shines in the sun

Laughing in the naked vitality of the sky.

(Translated by Yuan Kejia)

Heroes -Dedicated to the Army Lieutenant, who sacrificed in the Battle of Albania

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one

The earliest residence in the sun

Open in the place where time is like a virgin eye

When the wind blows the apricot flowers like a snow film

When the cavalry ignited the grass tip

Then, then, then

In a heroic French sycamore, the branches and leaves sounded gently

A place where the flag is high in the land and the ocean exhibition

No one has carried a gun there

But all the work of Cangtian

Throughout the world, like a dewdrop

In the early morning, flashing at the foot of the mountain

Then, then, then

At this moment, it seems that God is sighing, and a shadow is extended

At this moment, the pain bent down, with a thin hand

Pick off the flowers all over and destroy

In the gap that has no flowing water

Each voice died due to lack of joy

The island is like some monks with cold hair

Cut the wild bread silently

Then, then, then

The cold winter penetrates into the heart, some ominous accident

The line will occur. The mountain like horses raised the mane

Wood Eagle allocates of the bread crumbs that allocate Cangtian

two

Now a passion rises in the turbid water

Wind entangled leaves

Vomiting its remains

The fruit spit out their seeds

The soil covers its stone

Fear is desperately digging authenticity, like a Laotian rat

When a female wolf -like black cloud, scream

Break out from Lin Shuzhong in the sky

Sprinkle a twitched rainstorm on the hungry skin of the plain

Then the snow was flying, and the ruthless heavy snow flies

Then it buzzed into the hungry valley

Then forced people to answer:

Fire or ax!

Then, then, then

For those who set off with fire or knife

Evil will be surrendered here. Do not need despair

As long as Violet pray, in the place where it is far away from it

three

For those people, the night is a more terrible daytime day

They melt the steel and chew the land

Their God exudes smoke and donkey skin

Then, then, then

Every thunderbolt is the death of galloping the sky

Every thunderbolt is a laughing person to death

——Make fate what to say at will, let fate

Then, then, then

Suddenly the gun did not start, and the spirit was frustrated

The shot is flying straight into the sun

Telescope, quasi -star, mortar, all frozen because of horror

Then, then, then

So easy, as easy to tear the white cloth as the wind, like stones stabbing the lungs and liver

The steel helmet rolls to the left ...

The root trembled in the soil for a while

Then the smoke was scattered, and the day was timid

Come to confuse this hell -like mud

Then, then, then

But the night rose, like a poisonous snake that was stepped on

The god of death stopped on the edge for some time

Then use the pale palate to deeply pick up

Four

He lay down on the burnt cloak

Let the breeze linger between the quiet hair

An inadvertent tender branch holds his left ear

He is like a courtyard, but the bird has suddenly flew away

He is silent like a song in the dark

His clock like an angel just stopped

When the eyelashes say "children, goodbye," and surprised, it becomes a stone

Then, then, then

He lay down on the burnt cloak

The surrounding years are dark and cold

Together with the thin dogs, barking the terrible silence

And those clocks that become like stone pigeons again

Come and listen to it

But the laughter was burned and the land was deaf

No one heard that last scream

The whole world is empty as the scream is screaming

Then, then, then

Under those five small pine trees

No other things like candles

He was lying on the burnt cloak

Helmet, blood dyeing sludge,

Beying on the side was half -cut arm

In the middle of his eyebrows

The bitter well with bitter taste, fatal mark

The memory there have been frozen

In the black and red well

Then, then, then

Don’t take a closer look, don’t take a closer look at the place there is mourned there

Don't talk about it, don't talk about what it is

How does the light smoke of dreams rising

Because that's it, that moment, for a moment

That's it.

And the eternal sun goes away from the world like this

five

The sun, aren't you omnipotent?

Bird, aren't you happy time?

Light, aren't you a cloud of Yun?

And you, garden, isn't it the place of flower performance?

You, black root, isn't it the flute of Magnolia?

Like a tree trembling in the rain

Like empty flesh cursed by fate

Like a madman with snow, holding himself with snow

And the eyes are drowned by tears--

Oops, Shanying asked, where did the young man go?

So all the little eagles were surprised to where the young man went

Oops, my mother lamented and asked, where did my son go?

So all their mothers were surprised where their children went

Oh, my friend asked, where did my brother go?

So all friends were surprised where the smallest of them went there

They touch the snow, the snow is hot and hot

They touched one hand, but their hands were frozen

They bite a bite of bread, bread dripping blood

They stared at the sky deeply, and the sky became pale

Why why, death does not give people warmth

Why is there such a terrible bread

Why is it like this, where there is a high sun in the sun

six

He is a beautiful guy

On the day he was born

Show the happy wheat ears on the shoulders of the earth

Serez Mountain leaned and vomited

Once on his head, once on his chest, once when he cried

The Greeks are here, the terrible weapons of the leader

Raise his high in the north wind ...

Then the sun and the moon are flying, each show

They bowed their horses and Mercedes -Benz

Then the Sin Mongolian River rolled forward in the morning wind

Until the bell of Gywasian silver lotus sounds everywhere

And the shepherd who brought the sea from both ends of the earth

They drove the triangle sailing and sheep flock to the distance

The lungs of the sea are breathing deeply

There are big stones there sigh

Then, then, then

He is a young man

Strong body

Lying in the arms of the girls of the orange forest at night

He will stain the stars' large robes

The love in his heart is so deep

So he drank all the fragrance of the earth

Then dance with the bride in white

Until Dawn hear it, pour the sun on his head

Dawn, who opened his arms, found that he was depicting flowers

On the sun on the little branches

Or for those kittens wake up all night

Sing the lullae warmly

Ah, how strong his breath is like Baili Xiang

What a proud map of the dew?

Freedom and waves of outbreak ...

Then, then, then

He is a young man, right

Make a pistol and a dim gold button

When walking, a big husband's demeanor

That helmet is a flashing shooting target

(They easily penetrated his head like that,

He, he doesn't even know what sin is! )

His soldiers are arranged around him

Aversion to the enemy's brutality in front of him

——Answalted from the bullet with bullets!

You see the blood stained with his eyebrows

At this time, the mountains of Albania roared

Then they melt the ice and snow to wash

His body, a boat that touched the reef in the dawn as quiet

His hands, two wide wasteland

His mouth, a bird who does not sing

Albania Mountains emit thunderous

But they don't cry

Why do they cry?

He is a young man, right

seven

The woods are charcoal not ignited at night

The wind fluttered, the chest was stunned, and the wind was pumping its breasts again

No result, Shan Yue knelt in the frost

Looking for a shelter. And the abyss roar

Climb up the cliff, from the dead skeleton ...

Even sorrow no longer cry. Like a crazy woman

Lost the child, turning around, wearing a tender cross on the chest

She doesn’t cry, but she is the strap of the black Mountains of Elins

She rose towering and installed a crescent silver emblem

Witch to seeing their shadows when the planet rotates

Will cover their glory

And stop

Paste crazy in chaos ...

Then, then, then

The wind fluttered, the chest was stunned, and the wind was pumping its breasts again

Lonely holding her black shawl tightly

Listen to the moon -shaped clouds and listen to the moon -shaped clouds

What did she listen to, it was a cloud -like years, so far away?

Then, then, then

She was wearing her hair on her shoulders -hey, let's go -a mother is crying sadly -go from her- ——

Let her sting in that frozen empty room

Because fate is not a widow

The mothers were born to cry, and men are to fight for war.

The garden is to bloom on a girl's chest

Haitao is for roaring, blood is to flow

Freedom is for the end of the flash

Eight

Since his motherland is dim on the earth

Please tell the sun to find another channel

If he wants to keep his pride

Or use soil and water

Let him make a small Greek sister in Bishong elsewhere

Tell the sun to find another way

Let's avoid encountering even a daisy

Tell the daisies to bloom with a new virginity

So she does not defile the fingers of foreign fingers

Then, then, then

Liberate the pigeons from those fingers

Don't let any strait talk about the water flow of water flow

When the wind blows softly like an empty shell

Do not send a signal of despair anywhere

But from the garden of the Cavaliers

Bring his soul in the rose that is encouraging

There, his breath is teasing

The next little virgin -like butterfly below the sun

The butterfly pupa of clothes often changes clothes like satin changing gloss

When the little beetle is drunk on the gold powder

The birds fly lightly from the tree to inquire

What kind of germination of the germination of this famous world can be born?

Nine

Bring new hands, because at this moment he is about to rise

Go to the children of the stars to sing hypnosis song

Bring new legs, because at this moment

He wants the first one to participate in the angel dancing

New Eyes -God -because of this moment

He wants to look down at the lover's lily

New blood, because they will be enthusiastic because of a happy welcome

And the tender mouth of the mouth, bronze and not withered flowers

Because at this moment he wants to say goodbye to Yunxia

Then, then, then

During the day, he will face the peach tree

At night, he will domesticate the wheat field

He will sprinkle green candles everywhere

Or shouted bravely at the sun

Put on a storm for yourself, and the war horse Mercedes -Benz

Become the Axiong of those docks

He will go to that mythical black island

Go to kiss those little round stones

Then he will sleep

Cross those dream bays

Go to find new hands, legs and eyes

Blood and language

Stand again on the marble's martial arts field

And fight with his sacred -hey, this time--

Fight with God

ten

Sun, bronze sound, and sacred monsoon

Vowing to give him life on his breasts

Any sinister forces can't be succeeded anymore

Only the light waves leaked from the laurel branches

The Yinhui emitted by dewdrops is only a cross

Shining there, as if noble starting to appear

And charitable holding the sharp sword stood up

With his eyes and their flags, he announced: "I'm alive"

I wish you health, the ancient river, you are at dawn

Seeing such a son of God, biting a branch in his mouth

Pomegranate branches, smoked in your water wave

I wish you health, the wolfberry trees in the countryside, you dressed yourself well

When Androoshos attempts to steal his dream

I also wish you, Liuquan at noon, you touch his feet

And you, girl, you are his heart

His little bird, his Virgin Mary, his seven stars

Because as long as there is so in my life

A person's love will reflect, ignite

One by one, the mysterious sky

That sacred voice will make a big occupation

Use the small heart of birds to decorate the woods

Use Jasmine's Seven Strings to decorate the love of poets

Then, then, then

Then let it eliminate the hidden evil as soon as possible-

Once discovered, use fire to burn the hidden evil

eleven

Those who have been stolen by sadness and sinned their eyes

Those who are struggling because of fear escape from unfortunate

They are lost in Wuyun

Come back, there is no crown on the forehead

Come back, there is no claws on my feet

Back to Hai Tao's scrub

Back to the hometown field of the moon as a plow

Back to the hometown of the mandala bell in Zhalong Ge

Pull back, return to the hound's claws exuding

Bloody area. Back to the storm

Bai Suxin like a woman's harvest period lasting time

Then, then, then

Those criminals were caught by Wuyun behind them

There is no palm or cool rain dew in their lives

No lambs, wine and re -gun, no fishing rods and vine

They do not have ancient oak and angry wind

Open strict eyes

Watch eighteen morning dusk

A burst of Wuyun caught them -behind them

They have no uncle, and their father who has no bullets

Mother who has not killed personally

Or dancing with breasts

Make himself a grandmother who was slaughtered at will

Then, then, then

Those who have committed the sin were caught by Wuyun

But he, the person facing the Wuyun on the sky avenue

Now it is rising in lonely and gloriously

twelve

Take the early morning steps on the lush Fangcao

He rose alone, his face shone

Then, then, then

The naughty girls who pick flowers secretly waved to him

Talk loudly to him, the voice turns into fog in the air

Even the trees caressing him in caressing

Step the bird's nest in the branches into two peaks

The branches and leaves are soaked in the oil color of the sun

Miracle -What kind of miracles, the rain on the ground

White people cut the fields with sky blue plow heads

The mountains are shining in the distance, and farther is the unreachable dream of the mountains in spring

Then, then, then

His face was full of light, and he rose alone

Drunk the sun and light up a heart

As a result, you can see the real Olympus mountain in the cloud

And the friends of the friends are floating around

Now dream is more hungry than blood jumping

Animals gathered on both sides of the sheep intestine

They call like 般

As if it is said that the entire world is really huge

Is a teaser for his children

Then, then, then

The crystal bell is not resting in the distance

Tomorrow, tomorrow, they said that it is Easter!

Thirteen

A crystal bell sounds in the distance

They talk about him who was burned in the world

Like a bee to death in enzymes of Baili Xiang

Talk about the dawn of suffocation in the soil

Economic managing it promised to have a glorious Ming Dynasty

Talk about that snowflake. It shines in my heart and declines

When you hear a distant gunshing

When Albania's 空 screams at high altitude, fly away

Then, then, then

They said he was too late to cry

Cutting the scene for his rising love

At that time, the wind was blowing tighter in the distance

And the birds wet on the collapsed mill beams and pillars.

For women who drink fierce music

Then, then, then

They stood at the window tightly and twisted their headscarves tightly

For those hungry women who run from despair to despair

They are waiting for an ominous message on the side of the grass

So the sound of the horseshoe came to the door

Talk about his warm but no one cares about

Talking about his big eyes, life is penetrated

It exudes so deeply and so deeply, it can never come out anymore

fourteen

Now my dream is jumping faster in the blood

The world's most authentic moments send signals

free

The Greeks pointed the road in the darkness

free

For you, the sun will cry because of joy

Then, then, then

The colorful sea of ​​the sea fell into the water

The ship of the full sails swims in the weeds

Those naive girls

Running naked in front of a man

And shy shouted behind the fence:

Friends, it's not as good as here ...

The world's most authentic moments send signals

Then, then, then

When Liming travels on the vast greenyuan

He rises higher and higher

At this time those eager to glow

They once disappeared in the loneliness of sin

Now I came to him again, shining

The desire of his soul is white and hot

The bird is welcoming him, it seems like his partner

"Birds, happy birds, death disappear here"

"Friends, dear friends, life starts here."

The halo of the light of a heavenly kingdom is clear in his hair

Then, then, then

Crystal -like sounds shock in the distance, low back

Tomorrow tomorrow, tomorrow will be God Easter!

Pay attention to sleeping, poetic habitat

Facing the sea, looking for light with black eyes. On November 16, 2015, the Poetry Society of Sleeping Poetry Club, the Poetry Club took the mission of "speaking for grassroots poets" and the purpose of promoting the "spirit of poetry", that is, the pursuit of the truth, kindness and beauty of poetry, the artistic innovation of poetry, and the spirit of poetry. Poetry friends have been published in the collection of poems "The Spring Blossoms of Sleeping Poems" and "The Grass Ying Ying Flying on Sleeping Poems".

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