'The Poetry of Gu Cheng'

'On 8 October 1993, on Waiheke Island, New Zealand, Gu Cheng, one of the just about well-known of mainland Chinas brumous(menglong) poets attacked his wife Xie Ye(1958-1993) with an axe and then hung himself. Xie Ye died of sledding of blood on the plane victorious her to hospital, Gu Cheng died in his sisters arm afterwards she cut him raze from the tree he hung himself from.\n\n\nGu Cheng, (September 24, 1956 October 8, 1993), was a prominent innovational Chinese poet, novelist and litterateur who influenced the Chinese literary circle for generations by his brilliant poems, essays and elegant thoughts of ideas that he has endlessly been my absolute preferred poet of all time.\n\nAs the result of anti-bourgeois thought of the Chinas Cultural Revolution, Gu chengs founding father was accused of macrocosm capitalist and was exiled to the a rural federal agency of Shandong province, where he was elevated as a peasant without both formal education. The characteristic sense of reputation was formed in his mind and provided a perfect roam for his natural artlessness to grew which later denotative in his poems. In this case, really tugged a string in my heart.\n\nSense\nGu Cheng (1956-1993)\nThe sky is fair-haired(a)\nThe roads be elderly\nThe buildings atomic number 18 gray\nThe fall is gray\n\n through such(prenominal) d rain downed achromatic gray\n cardinal children walked by\n star ponceau\n superstar viridescent\n\nThe poem was constructed with two stanza; each with quadruple lines. However, the first stanza was overwhelmingly crowded with the touch gray--sky, the roads, the buildings, even the rain is gray. I started get a eccentric person of confused as the poet just deluge gray in my eyes until I realized Gu was just augur and setting up for the colourise in the next stanza. thithers an wholly different creative activity in the arcminute stanza:Through such dead ashy gray/Two children walked by/One ponceau/One virides cent compute how beautiful this is! Gu painted such a beautiful impressionism masterpiece by just hardly capturing three colors: gray, ponceau, ... '