Night Is
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Who it's for
A good fit for
- General readers interested in modernist poetry
- Chinese teachers and students needing short poetry material
- Solitary readers who enjoy quiet nighttime reading of poetry
- Literature enthusiasts studying Dai Wangshu's early style and the language of new poetry
Not a good fit for
- Readers who prefer complete narratives and clear plots
- Beginners impatient with ambiguous lyricism and symbolism
- Readers expecting a long systematic poetics or author biography
Reading tips
- Read through once to feel the overall mood, then circle sensory images line by line, noting shifts among touch, smell, and sight.
- Savor the impact of the word "strangling" at the end and consider how it alters the tender tone before it.
- Read alongside other short poems by Dai Wangshu to observe the continuity and variation of his symbolist technique.
- Read aloud, attending to pauses and breath, to feel the rhythm of the short lines in sound.
Contents
- 版权信息
- 断指
- 古神祠前
- 我底记忆
- 路上的小语
- 林下的小语
- 夜是
- 独自的时候
- 秋天
- 对于天的怀乡病
- 印象
FAQ
Is this poem suitable for readers with no poetry background at all?
How should "strangling in your hair" be understood?
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About the author
Dai Wangshu (1905–1950) was a Chinese symbolist poet of the modern school and a translator, born in Hangzhou, Zhejiang. His signature poem "Rain Alley" earned him the title of "Rain Alley Poet"; his work is known for its hazy imagery and musicality and has had a lasting influence on modern Chinese poetry. He studied in France and Spain, and during the War of Resistance against Japan he engaged in anti-Japanese literary activities in Hong Kong before being arrested and imprisoned by the Japanese army, writing poems such as "Inscribed on the Prison Wall" and "I Use My Maimed Hand." His writings span modern poetry, essays, and translations of foreign literature, including a translation of Lorca's poetry. He died in Beijing in 1950 at the age of forty-five, leaving works such as Wangshu's Grass, My Memory, and Years of Disaster that are still read today.