那個下午,我看見一名農夫在以鋤頭寫詩;造物者把詩寫在他身上。

在田園裡,他把鋤頭舉起來,鋤下去,然後又舉起來,鋤下去....... 

他一鋤鋤地鋤下去。土松了,碎了,成溝了,成壟了......由點而線,由線而面.......

(Pixabay)
(Pixabay)

是了,這是一名農夫在用鋤頭寫詩了:一個字,一個詞,一個標點符號,相互結合,融貫,成為片語,詩行,詩節.......他要創造一首詩。 

他要創造一首詩 - 一首田園詩​​。 

更妙的是,沒想到造物者把詩寫在他身上! 

看他的肌肉,是那麼結實健壯,應該突顯出來的地方就突顯出來,應該低凹下去的地方就低凹下去,線條分明,協調勻稱;他的皮膚已成古銅色,正在陽光下閃閃發光。這本來就是一首詩了,再加上他不住地揮動著鋤頭,全身汗流如注,形成一幅動的畫面,更是一首詩 - 一首動的詩,力的詩!

他不住地把鋤頭舉起來,鋤下去,然後又舉起來,鋤下去.......

他一鋤一鋤地鋤下去.......

(Pixabay)
(Pixabay)

那個下午,我看見一名農夫在以鋤頭寫詩;造物者把詩寫在他身上。

在田園裡,他把鋤頭舉起來,鋤下去,然後又舉起來,鋤下去......。 

他一鋤鋤地鋤下去。土鬆了,碎了,成溝了,成壟了......由點而線,由線而面......。

是了,這是一名農夫在用鋤頭寫詩了:一個字,一個詞,一個標點符號,相互結合,融貫,成為片語,詩行,詩節......。他要創造一首詩。 

他要創造一首詩 - 一首田園詩​​。 

更妙的是,沒想到造物者把詩寫在他身上! 

看他的肌肉,是那麼結實健壯,應該突顯出來的地方就突顯出來,應該低凹下去的地方就低凹下去,線條分明,協調勻稱;他的皮膚已成古銅色,正在陽光下閃閃發光。這本來就是一首詩了,再加上他不住地揮動著鋤頭,全身汗流如注,形成一幅動的畫面,更是一首詩 - 一首動的詩,力的詩!

他不住地把鋤頭舉起來,鋤下去,然後又舉起來,鋤下去......。

他一鋤一鋤地鋤下去......。

他是一名農夫在田園裡,他用鋤頭寫詩;造物者把詩寫在他身上。

Write Poems with Hoe

Hsu ChiCheng

I found a farmer wrote poems with a hoe that afternoon; and the creator wrote poems on his body.

On the countryside, he raised the hoe, hoed down, raised the hoe once again, hoed down…

He hoes a hoe and another hoe. The soil is loosed, smashed, be in ditches, in ridges… from bits to lines, from lines to ranges…

Yes, it's a farmer in writing poems with the hoe: one word, one phrase, one punctuation mark, ties, blends, into idiom, phrase, line, stanza, section…He wants to create a poem.

He wants to create a poem—idyll.

The more wonderful thing is, it's not think of that the creator writes poems on his body.

Lo! His flesh is so stout so healthy and strong, projecting where it's ought to projecting, hollow where it's ought to hollow, clear in the line, curvy, well-balanced; his skin is bronzed, is shining under the sunshine. It's originally a poem, add to his wielding the hoe ceaselessly, sweat streaming on his body, forms a piece of tableau of alive, is more a poem—a poem of moving poem, a poem of force!

He raised the hoe, hoed down, raised the hoe once again, hoed down…

He hoed a hoe and another hoe…

He is a farmer. On the countryside, he writes poems with hoe, and the creator writes poems on his body. ◇