故事，从金斯勃雷讲起

By Ouyang Yu

 有些人，在一个地方住了一辈子，可能赚了很多钱，但没写一行诗。有些人，像我认识的一个人说的那样，爱把这句话挂在嘴上，现在事业才刚开始，等我买了第一幢房，我就开始写作。还有很多人，可能什么都做了、赚了、得了，就是没写诗，不爱、不喜、不看，总觉得这种东西跟自己无缘，前世不搭界，后世不相干，反正，这个世界的人就是这样的，没什么可说，可多说的。


那个自称、简称O Yang U的人，不是这样的。他一到地就写诗。在姓汉的地方写汉诗，在姓英的地方写英诗，后来发展到在姓汉的地方写英诗，在姓英的地方写汉诗的地步。写了也不秀出去，自觉不屑于那种一写就秀的做法。秀给谁看？前面说的那几种人吗？秀给谁看？有谁可秀？有谁值得一秀？所有这些问题，导致写了就收起来，不再拿出去，直到有一天，像一枚自杀炸弹——我称其为自诗炸弹——这些写于Kingsbury（金斯伯雷、金斯勃雷）的诗，炸成了一本将近六百页的英文诗集The Kingsbury Tales: A Complete Collection。样子就是这个样子。一百本，十多年前出版，只剩十多本了。想陆续自译成中文，想慢慢讲其中的故事，一个个的。（7.57am）

The last eight to go! Published in 2012, in an edition of 100 copies, signed and numbered, this book is a complete collection of close to 600 poems, written with the support of a grant from the Australia Council, over a period of 12 months, in places as various as Singapore, Germany, and, of all the other places, Wuhan, as well as Kingsbury. You can choose the number you like.







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