2013年10月30日星期三

达赖喇嘛尊者在墨西哥城探讨世俗伦理并继续讲授《入菩萨行论》


Talking about Secular Ethics and Continuing
the Guide to the Bodhisattva’s Way of Life


时间:2013年10月13日,墨西哥城
翻译:更桑东智(Kalsang Dhondup)
原文网址:http://www.dalailama.com/news/post/1012-talking-about-secular-ethics-and-continuing-the-guide-to-the-bodhisattvas-way-of-life


尊者在今天早晨刚一抵达墨西哥城体育馆,便接见了两个当地佛教团体的代表。他热情地向他们解释,举行法事仪式或念诵祷文固然重要,但总有一定的局限。在二十一世纪,更为重要的是了解佛教到底在讲什么,这需要学习研究。尊者还说,现在科学家和其他人对佛教产生了比以往更大的兴趣,是因为佛教可以告诉他们关于心灵的知识。我们目前正在从事一项编辑《甘珠尔》(Kangyur)和《丹珠尔》(Tengyur)的工作,从中整理出有关佛教的科学、哲学和宗教方面的材料,从而更加便于以学术方法进行研究。尊者鼓励各佛教中心能承担起相同的职责。

面对大约15,000名听众,尊者开始讲演。他说:

“兄弟姐妹们,我非常高兴来到这里,也非常高兴看到这么多听众。我想利用这个机会感谢参与筹备这次活动的每一个人。我还要感谢我的老朋友李察基尔,我刚才听到他向各位讲解如何修习‘施受’( giving and taking)。所以今天,他是精神导师,我就讲一讲世俗伦理。”

“每次和像你们一样的听众齐聚一堂,我都认为自己只不过是一介凡夫,是地球上70亿人口中的一员而已。无论是精神、身体还是情感,我们都是一样的。我们都有可能从善或者作恶,都有可能让令人烦恼的情绪所掌控,诸如愤怒、恐惧、仇恨、猜疑和贪婪等等。这些情绪会成为各种麻烦的缘由。从另外一面讲,如果你培养爱心、慈悲并且关怀他人,愤怒、仇恨和嫉妒便没有容身之地。”

尊者还指出,如若不然而是关注那些与别人不同的地方,诸如他是藏人、和尚,是14世达赖喇嘛尊者,就会导致他孤立于他人并同他人产生距离。这样做毫无益处,只可能导致与他人关系紧张。

尊者说,“每人都想过上一个幸福的生活,没人希望遇到麻烦。并且每个人都有过上幸福生活的权利。在当今现代社会,我们总是试图以物质的东西为基础来寻求幸福。但如果这样的方法是正确的,那么我的那些有钱的朋友们都应该很幸福,而事实上他们有很多人并不幸福;(同样),那些不太富足的人就不会拥有他们的内在力量、自信和幸福。”

尊者突然抬头看着体育馆,笑着说,这三层座位让他想起了“三界”,即无色界、色界和欲界。三界有情众生都希望过上幸福生活,他们也有这样的权利。

尊者说,我们所经历的痛苦和快乐都体现在身体和精神两个层面上。我们的感官,如观看、聆听或品尝美好的事物,能给我们带来暂时的快乐。而在精神层面上,我们无需感官经验便可获得持久的快乐。通过虔诚的信仰和爱与慈悲的实践而获得的内心宁静就是例证。同时,精神上的满足可以减轻肉体上的痛苦,但是身体上的舒适无法缓解精神上的焦虑。

在过去的欧洲,维护道德价值是教会的领地,随着教会影响力的下降,教育机构应当承担起这个责任。我们需要我们的教育系统扩大它的职责范围,在传授提高智力的知识之外,还要鼓励培养急公好义之心。
“我们正面临一个全球性的危机。我们该如何应付这一危机?通过教育。正如我们关注让肌体保持良好的状态,我们现在也需要接受精神和情绪健康的概念。这是世俗伦理的核心。提升人类价值观念和世俗伦理唯一有效的方法就是通过教育,我们必须想方设法将它们纳入我们的教育系统,从幼儿园直到大学,按部就班地训练年轻人。

“我们每人都有在我们的生命中展现人类价值的潜力。我们可以培养自己的急公好义之心,并将其传递给我们的孩子,在我们家庭内部培育这种观念。我们还可以把这种观念扩展到左邻右舍的其他家庭,让这种观念像湖中的波纹传播出去。

“如果你对此毫无兴趣,请忘了它。但如果确实有兴趣,就请好好想一想,和你的朋友们谈一谈并和他人分享这些话。谢谢大家。我的讲话到此结束,现在请提问。”

对于一个有关如何平息社会暴力的问题,尊者回答说,那些在童年时期缺乏关爱的人经常在成年后依然感觉不安全和恐惧。急公好义的精神是得到和平与幸福生活的关键因素。当有人问到如何克服犯罪时,尊者说,佛教徒相信无论犯下了多么严重的过失,总是有办法去净化自己、弥补过失;总有寻求改变的可能途经。另外一位提问者希望知道如何控制愤怒。尊者建议,有时释放你的愤怒是一个更好的选择,但是要像孩子那样。疾风暴雨来,烟消云散走。有些成年人试图将他们的愤怒郁积于内心,而装出一副笑脸,不过是等待适当的时机去发些愤怒。这是不对的。

最后一位提问者问到这个世界是否还有希望,尊者的回答是肯定的。尊者回想起1996年与英国王太后的会面,她几乎和整个20世纪一样年长。有人问她,在她的有生之年事情是变得更好还是更糟了。她毫不迟疑地宣布,是更好了;在她年轻的时候,没有人谈论人权或是自决权这些现在已经被广泛接受的理念。同样,在20世纪早期,没有人想到过现在变成重要议题的生态问题、贫富悬殊问题和自然资源利用问题。当我们每个人都想拥有一辆汽车的时候,我们才意识到我们的经济体系是不可持续的。听众们以掌声回应了尊者的讲话。

托尼•卡拉姆(Tony Karam)对尊者再次来到墨西哥并对听众发表慷慨讲演表示感谢。他不揣冒昧地问尊者是否会再次莅临,尊者回应道:

“你对我展示的笑容与热情已经在正式邀请我再次来访。”

在午餐休息期间,尊者接受了墨西哥最大报纸《改革报》(Reforma)记者拉萨罗•里奥斯•卡瓦佐斯(Lazaro Rios Cavazos)的采访。在采访中,他问道,自两年前的最后一次会谈过后,西藏方面与中国政府之间的关系是否有所改善。尊者对他说,到目前还没有什么改善,不过存在改善的可能,有迹象表明新的中国领导人采取的态度更加务实。

尊者在午后继续对寂天菩萨《入菩萨行论》的讲解,尊者认为在“性空”层面上有情众生与佛陀无所区别。就第四品,即“不放逸品”,尊者论述道,我们必须牢记人生的宝贵价值和死亡的必然性。我们知道我们必将死亡,但是我们不知道何时死去。我们所能确知的只是在那一刻能够给予我们帮助的,只有我们通过精神修行获得的力量。

在此种情况下,如愤怒和奢望这样的负面情绪,不会像外在敌人那样公开地打击我们,他们会在暗中欺骗和攻击。同样,普通的外在敌人或许会转变,有时甚至会变成朋友,而那些负面的情绪从来不会发生这样的转变。这种负面情绪才是我们真正的敌人。那么我们该如何对抗他们?

“当你对某人充满愤怒和仇恨的时候,从爱与慈悲的角度冥想会让你感到宽慰。但是最终要去除负面情绪还是要靠理解性空的智慧。”

第五品是关于心灵的守护,即“守护正知品”。我们被告诫守护自己的心灵要如同在人群中守护伤者。我们也被劝告要以笑脸迎人、舒展自己的眉头、和全世界做朋友。作为释家弟子应该广纳博采。如果善良的人可以如此作为,则没有任何事物可以伤害你。

论及第六品,即“安忍品”,尊者讲到,我们需要思考如何培养忍耐。在这方面我们无法求诸佛陀,是普通人给我们提供了培养忍耐的机会,到最后我们应该感谢这些人。这个过程中的一个重要方面在于理解忍耐的益处和屈从于愤怒的危害。如果伤害他人是一个如此愚蠢的行为,那么迁怒于人就如同因燃烧而对火焰发怒一般地不合情理。

由于同自己对立的人有助于我们遵循菩提道,我们应该把他们看做在家中发现的财宝,而且得来全不费工夫。如果反对他们无助于我们自己,为何要给他们这份殊荣?做“以牙还牙”的事情连佛陀也帮不了我们,反而给对方增光添彩。


尊者的讲授截止到第六品的结尾。尊者将在明天完成寂天菩萨《入菩萨行论》的讲授。



转自:http://beyondhighwall.blogspot.ca

达赖喇嘛尊者在墨西哥城讲授《入菩萨行论》

时间:2013年10月12日,墨西哥城
翻译:更桑东智(Kalsang Dhondup)
原文网址:
http://www.dalailama.com/news/post/1011-teaching-a-guide-to-the-bodhisattvas-way-of-life-and-visit-to-the-universidad-pontificia-de-mexico-in-mexico-city

今天早晨,穿越了墨西哥城漫长而繁忙的街道,尊者抵达墨西哥城体育馆。当尊者的车队到达体育馆附近时,数百名公众正在人行道上列队等候进入体育馆。很多民众向尊者挥手致意。

尊者下车后,受到了老朋友李察•基尔(Richard Gere)的迎接,并一同走进后台。基尔首先向4000多名听众介绍尊者,当尊者也走上讲台时,听众们报以热烈的欢迎,尊者向听众们合掌问候。尊者在数幅唐卡前的一张简单的扶手椅上坐下后,直接开始了演讲。

“兄弟姐妹们,我一直在强调人们最好能坚持自己生而与之的精神传统。不过,加强各宗教间的相互了解,将会有助于在21世纪增进跨宗教的和谐共处。所有主要的宗教都同样致力于实践爱与慈悲。若想在这方面取得成功,你必须具备宽容、谅解、自律和知足等品德。而这些内容是各大宗教都在传授的,因此我们可以适当地相互借鉴。

“当然,从哲学层面上讲,每一种宗教传统都有其独特的观点,但是这些不同观点的目的都在于推进爱与慈悲的实践并有助于我们得到内心的平和。尽管在历史上佛教与西方世界没有什么接触,但是现在有越来越多的人对佛教的内容产生了真正的兴趣,其中甚至包括一些科学家。”

尊者对佛教进行了简单的介绍,他解释说佛陀的第一教义“四圣谛”是所有后来教义的基础。他还谈到了巴利语支佛教最后传到了东南亚,而梵语支佛教被传到了中国,然后到韩国、日本和越南。按照梵语支佛教的说法,佛陀在鹿野苑(Sarnath)首转法轮便是传授的“四圣谛”。在王舍城(Rajgir)再转法轮,佛陀讲授了《般若经》(Perfection of Wisdom),详尽阐释了第三圣谛,即“灭谛”。在吠舍离第三次转法轮,佛陀解释了意识的本质并详尽阐释了第四圣谛,即“道谛”。

这些教义经受了那烂陀寺(Nalanda University)大师们的检验、研究和分析,这里也是流传到西藏的佛教传统的源头。一位吐蕃国王在7世纪的时候断定佛教将会适合于藏人,他的一位继承者在8世纪的时候则更进一步并且邀请了杰出的比丘僧寂护大师(Shantarakshita)来到西藏。尽管年事已高,他还是以巨大的勇气接受了邀请并且在西藏建立起了佛教戒律(vinaya),引入了佛教哲学和认识论。因此,那烂陀传统是西藏佛教的纯净源头。

“在8世纪,另一位那烂陀大师寂天菩萨(Shantideva)创作了我们今天要学习的这部《入菩萨行论》。内容主要是关于如何唤起和培养菩提心,以及如何实践宽容、谅解、知足与自律。他讲解的每一处,都使用了推理的方法,而不是依赖于引用佛经。因为时间有限,我不打算逐行诵读。我会解释一些要点。第九品开始概要讲解佛陀教义,我们就从这里开始。”
尊者诵读了说明佛陀所有教义都是为了获得智慧的有关部分。因此,为了实现远离痛苦的愿望,我们应该培养这样的智慧。尊者说,在表象和真实之间存在一道鸿沟,但这道鸿沟可以通过教育和训练、通过逐步理解世俗谛(conventional truth)和胜义谛(ultimate truth)来填补。

此时尊者传授因午餐时间而中断,尊者再次乘车穿过墨西哥城漫长的街道去墨西哥天主教大学(Universidad Pontificia de México)赴请,这所大学由梵蒂冈教廷(Vatican Holy See)创立。校长马里奥•安吉尔•弗洛雷斯•拉莫斯、主教兼墨西哥教区秘书欧亨尼奥•里拉•卢加西亚阁下、墨西哥主教克里斯宾•欧佳德•马奎斯奥克斯阁下,以热情的笑容欢迎尊者到访,并陪同尊者步入会议大厅,有数千名在场和在线听众等候聆听尊者演说。

欢迎辞说,尽管这所大学是研究基督教教义的,但同时也是一个开放的地方,一个对话的地方。自教皇若望二十三世召开第二次梵蒂冈会议已经过去了50年,那次会议旨在探究罗马天主教会与现代世界之间的关系。会议也部分涉及到以尊重和有尊严的方式开放与其他宗教传统之间的关系,促进世界的和平与正义。齐聚一堂的听众们向尊者表示欢迎,而尊者也以他特有的坦率回应大家。

“尊敬的宗教领袖们,兄弟姐妹们,我非常高兴来到这里。我了解这所具有400年历史的大学,贵校也是拉丁美洲地区举足轻重的罗马天主教大学。我想是在我2004年第二次访问墨西哥的时候,我在墨西哥大教堂参加了跨宗教会议,我非常高兴再次来到这里。

“我们身处21世纪开端,这是一个技术大发展的时代。但是这些技术进步只能有助于我们身体的舒适,无论技术多么成熟也不能给我们提供带来精神幸福所需要的爱和情感。教皇本笃说过爱和信仰必须相伴而行。科学的方法是有用的,我们需要研究和分析,尤其在我们的技术世界里,但是科学方法本身不能带来内在的平和。信仰带给我们心灵的慰藉和内在的平和。为了实现一个更加幸福的社会,我们需要性灵上的追求。

“我从两个方面看待各种宗教传统:实践的和哲学的。在实践中,各种宗教传统有很多共同点,我们都专注于爱、慈悲、宽容和知足。我们可以从一些杰出的个人的工作中看到这些实践的效果,像特蕾莎修女,他们一直致力于服务他人。”

尊者提到,由于宗教具有提供内在平和的潜力,因此以宗教之名而出现的很多冲突便尤为悲哀。这也是为何培养不同宗教之间的和谐共存是必不可少的,正如教皇约翰保罗二世25年多以前在意大利亚西西召集的全球跨宗教大会。尊者请大家关注印度的例子,世界各主要宗教在这个国家和谐共存了2000多年。

尊者在最后说,是否选择接受或不接受某种信仰是我们自己的个人选择,但如果我们选择了我们应该对其保持忠诚。他说,如果不能用我们的信仰在外面的世界统驭我们的行为,而只是在教堂或寺庙里摆出一副虔诚的面孔是不够的。尊者说,在他的教派中,他会在举行法事活动时穿上黄色的僧袍,但是实际上灵性不存在于你所穿的僧袍而是在于你的内心。他表示遗憾,不能有更多时间进行友好的讨论,希望将来能有这样的机会。

尊者还回答了听众的几个问题。对于一个有关于转世的问题,尊者回答说,用我们都是上帝创造的这个理念来理解这个问题似乎要简单的多。不过,从佛教的观点看,心灵的延续涉及到不止一世的生命。听众问尊者的第二个问题是“谁是上帝?上帝是什么?”尊者回想到,曾经在一个地方有人问他如果能同上帝说话,他会问上帝什么问题?尊者当时的回答是,“您是哪位?您是哪里人?您是做什么工作的?”最后一个有关人类未来的问题,尊者对上帝创造万物——甚至包括你的敌人——的坚定信念表示了赞赏,并补充说在不同于有神论的宗教传统中,我们把世间所发生的一切看做是我们自己行为的结果。

在会见结束时,人们为一块牌匾揭幕,这块牌匾将树立在校园里以纪念尊者的到访,尊者同时还收到一份私人纪念品。然后,有一群儿童上前演唱歌曲,让在场的每个人感到非常愉快。

下午尊者继续在墨西哥城体育馆讲授《入菩萨行论》。尊者指出,较为高级的思想学派不能简单地把他们的观点强加给较低的学派,必须通过说理来证明他们的观点。同样,寂天菩萨说,修行成就高的瑜伽士会自然而然地从成就较低的人当中脱颖而出。

人类在世界上制造出的很多问题都是愚昧无知的结果,因而只有克服愚昧才能远离痛苦。当理解性空的智慧与觉醒的菩提心结合在一起,便可以引领一个人走上成佛之路;而如果没有觉悟,只能获得个人的解脱得到涅槃。尊者解释说,作品的第一品是“赞菩萨心功德”,而第二品则是关于“忏悔罪业”。这两品都是为第三品“受持菩提心”以及随后几章有关如何为实现完美而行菩萨行做准备。尊者澄清说,作品中没有关于慷慨大方的单独章节,有关内容在第十品有所教授,也没有关于道德的单独章节,有关内容在第四品。第六和第七品是关于耐心和以喜悦的心情去不懈努力,第八品是关于如何专心致志,第九品是关于智慧,第十品为回向品。

尊者概述了在第二和第三品中所论述的七种修行方法,这些是正式“受持菩提心”的前期准备,而这部分内容尊者希望明天给听众讲授。这七种方法中包括了通过供养破除贪婪吝啬、通过礼拜破除自大傲慢、忏悔罪业等等,其中还部分包括了皈依三宝以作为破除“贪嗔痴”三毒的解药。作品在此处还解释了什么是“无常”。依照这其中方法修行,修行者会获得欣喜的心情,并请求诸佛的教诲同时希望驻世以求彻底觉悟。

尊者在最后说,如果我们带着对真实的理解去进行实践,我们可以克服破坏性的情绪,并在内心收获宁静。我们对这些事情的思考越透彻,我们的认知就会变得越深入。尊者说,作为修行几十年的一介比丘,他相信,只要按照这些方法修行一定会获益无穷。

尊者将于明天继续讲授。

2013年10月26日星期六

访谈:以历史和现实的眼光——唯色和图伯特的故事


这是主持high peaks pure earth网站的Dechen Pemba , 应 Cerise Press 文学网站约请,与我做的一次关于诗歌的访谈。

1.唯色啦,您在大学时期是学文学的,并且最初是拉萨的一份文学刊物的编辑。您能否谈谈您从何时开始爱上诗歌,并发现自己作为一名诗人的独特声音?

回想起来,我小时候就喜欢讲故事。最早的记忆,是我在道孚时给一群小孩子讲述离开拉萨之前的故事。那时候也就四五岁吧,讲到拉萨时我常常虚构一些情节来吸引小朋友。随着讲述我开始怀念拉萨。

可惜我现在找不到我写的第一首诗了,记得是在康道孚写的。那时读初一,有一天,广播里传来一位中国有名的诗人去世的消息,我好像有点难过,就写了几行字,像诗一样排列,我自以为那就是诗了。

不过我现在保留的诗中,最早的一首是在1984年写的,当时我已入读西南民族学院汉语文系,是大一生,我的同学中有十多个“少数民族”和汉人,以汉人居多。这首诗的名字是“印——致某些人的偏见”,依稀记得当时我与几个汉人同学发生了争论,我当场写下这首诗,并用力抄写在教室里的黑板上,把他们都给震住了。

现在重看这首稚嫩的诗,我惊讶的是当时18岁的自己已经有了民族意识。而且,很显然,当想要发出自己的声音时,我的方式是写诗。(右图是当年的手迹)

印——致某些人的偏见

且莫再让
轻蔑的浊水
涌出你年轻的眼
那颗散发着
酥油糌粑味儿的印
深深烙在我心上
我不沮丧
更拒绝你冷漠的
一瞥

也许
一种当然的优越
泡大了你的人生
但我不会
奉献一个附和的微笑
太阳
照着你也照着我
在一块蓝色的星球上
我们平等!

实际上在读大学时,我开始真正地写诗,并与民院热爱写诗的学生们(来自各个系、若干民族)办诗社,用打字机和油印机出版油印的诗歌报纸和刊物,记得颇有影响的两本诗刊是《西南彩雨》和《山鹰魂》。我可以说是八十年代中后期成都高校最活跃的校园诗人之一,1988年夏天毕业时与四位诗人同学办了诗展。

是的,那时候我们已经以诗人的身份自我定位。我还有了第一本诗集,是我父亲把我在大学时写的诗打印成诗集,事实上我已经或者说很愿意自己成为一个以梦想为生的诗歌写作者。

2.哪些诗人对您的影响最大?他们是中国诗人还是图伯特诗人,或是其他国家的?

应该说,在我写诗的初期,那是1980年代中期,中国诗歌正在发生革命性的变化,我在小说《我的孪生姐姐不丹》中描述过对我的巨大影响:

从外部的动荡来看,那时代风雨中高高飘扬的一杆杆猎猎作响的大旗,和大旗下翻涌着的形态各异的潮流,以及东南西北的流浪与体验,通宵达旦的写作或辩论,神经兮兮的叛逆儿,吓人一跳的小感觉,还有,激情,激情,寻常人那里消声匿迹、如同40度高烧一般的激情,这一切是多么地令人鼓舞啊!几乎是一夜之间,不丹经年累月不自觉积蓄的某种情怀,那充满小小胸膛的炸药包,终于被诗歌这一根致命的火柴点燃、爆炸,把她炸得四分五裂,粉身碎骨,再也拼不回原来的形状了。

小说中的“不丹”其实就是我自己。

但要说明的是,当时对中国年轻的、叛逆的诗人们产生巨大影响的,是欧洲的现代诗人们、美国和南美的现代诗人们,以及苏联的现代诗人们。所以我也如此,离经叛道的诗人都是我的偶像,主要接受的是若干个中国之外的现代诗人们的影响,如爱尔兰的叶芝,英国的艾略特和奥登,奥地利的里尔克,法国的瓦雷里,希腊的埃利蒂斯,美国的金斯伯格(又写成金斯堡)及嚎叫派诗人,美国的普拉斯及自白派诗人,苏联的曼德尔斯塔姆、阿赫玛托娃、茨维塔耶娃等等,数不胜数。大概从大学毕业后,我基本上主要阅读他们的诗。

也是在这时候,我读到了六世达赖喇嘛仓央嘉措的诗,以及米拉日巴的诗。不过都是中文译本,是早年的中文译本,有古雅之美。

3.在您的诗歌中有些经常重复出现的主题,比如旅行,比如一些特殊的地方(像拉萨),比如记忆和迷失。是这些主题激发了您的创作灵感吗?您是如何或者在何处获得灵感?

其实写诗在我,如同追寻前世的记忆。所以我在诗集《雪域的白》(台湾唐山出版社,2009年)的后记中写过:

我一直是要做一个诗人的。这是前生往世的愿力,以及,延绵的因缘。所以那年春天,终于回到离别二十年之久的拉萨,我对自己说,不为别的,就是为了听见那个声音。有一阵,我很迷信,认为有的诗句甚至有的字可能就是密码,就像阿里巴巴的芝麻开门,写着写着,会有一道隐蔽的大门突然打开,另一个真正亲切的世界才是属于我们的。

我在24岁时回到拉萨,面临的最大问题是发现已被汉化的我在自己的故乡犹如一个陌生人,这使我深深地纠结于身份认同。一度我自认为解决了这个问题,我的一位诗人朋友说,其实我们什么民族都不是,我们的身份就是诗人。他的这句话令我如释重负,以至于在拉萨的最初几年,我自闭在诗歌的“象牙塔”里,写的诗越来越个人化,执着于个人的感觉、个人的意象、个人的语言。而我自认为诗人或者艺术家高于一切,或者说是超越一切,而民族的属性可以忽略不计。但是,写这样的诗并不能解决内心的痛苦。我也不是说我有多痛苦,也许说空虚更准确。而且,写这样的诗也写不下去了。

从什么时候起,我一步步地走出了“象牙塔”?应该是,在广阔的图伯特游历的经验逐渐地改变了我;应该是,在游历的过程中慢慢地亲近佛法,才明显地感觉到内心一天天地充实。安多、卫藏、康的许多地方我都去过。既是游历,也是朝圣,因为在我心中,我把辽阔的雪域大地视为一座天然的、巨大的寺院!当然这是最初游历时的动机。当我在雪域大地上走得越远、停留越久,那种文学情怀便逐渐被历史感和使命感所替代。也即是说,从来只是以审美的眼光看待家乡的我,逐渐地开始以历史和现实的眼光来看待这块土地上的人和事。

我在诗集《雪域的白》“我的诗美学”中写过:

生活在饱经沧桑的西藏,沐浴西藏那在风云变幻之中依然格外灿烂的阳光,逐渐经验和感悟到西藏佛教的慈悲与智慧,逐渐看见和倾听到西藏历史与现实中的荣耀和苦难……这一切,让我有了使命,要对这世界说出西藏的秘密。

4. 《十二月》 《班禅喇嘛》 以及《西藏的秘密》这三首很明显是关于图伯特的政治诗歌,还有包括您最近写作的《拉萨的恐惧令我心碎,容我写下!》 《惟有这无用的诗,献给洛桑次巴……》。自从您创作诗歌以来,政治问题对您的诗歌产生了什么样的影响,这种影响发生了什么样的变化?当您考虑写什么的时候,有哪些因素起作用?

我想,“十二月”这首诗对我来说是一个转折点。这之前,我的诗是“象牙塔”里的作品。而此时,我说过,我正在转变当中。

我在散文集《西藏笔记》中写过这句话:“……可是我身为藏人中的一分子,西藏庞大而苦难的身影像一块石头压迫着我的脊梁,‘光荣’和‘无为’,我只能选择一样,非此即彼!” 而我所认为的“光荣”,不只是诗人的“光荣”,更是良知者的“光荣”。

良知者是需要正视现实与历史的,现实和历史却是非常冷酷的。身为诗人,在图伯特时时刻刻感受到的是与现实和历史之间的紧张。最终这种紧张粉碎了将我包裹的“象牙塔”,所以在1995年12月的一天,当我就职的西藏文联召开大会,传达中国政府确立十一世班禅的文件时,我忍不住当场写下《十二月》(有意思的是,这首诗多次出现在官方出版物上,似乎无人看懂):

1、
听哪,大谎就要弥天
林中的小鸟就要落下两只
他说:西藏,西藏,正在幸福

愤怒的女孩不节食
遍地的袈裟也在变色
他们说:为了保住这条命

但那一个,呵!
滚烫的血液,滚烫的血液
谁在来世放声恸哭?

2、
乌云!崩溃!
这是我此刻的幻象

我也知道,此刻沉默
就永远沉默

千万张拉长的脸啊
请敞开心扉

那颜色尤为绛红的人
牺牲一次

因为生命之树常青
灵魂,就是灵魂

3、
更大的挫折!
万木从未有过的凋零
小人物噤若寒蝉

那样合拢的双手
却被生生斩断
要填满鹰犬的胃

呵,一串无形的念珠
谁有资格,从肮脏的
尘世,毅然拾起?

其实在这之后,我的诗开始触及现实与历史,并有了一种叙事的风格。我在散文中写过:“我终于明确了今后写作的方向,那就是做一个见证人,看见,发现,揭示,并且传播那秘密,——那惊人的、感人的却非个人的秘密。”“让我也来讲故事。让我用最多见的一种语言,却是一种重新定义、净化甚至重新发明的语言来讲故事,那是——西藏的故事。”

5.中国政府查禁《西藏笔记》时,你有何感受?这件事当时让您很吃惊,或者您早已预料到会出现这样的事情?这样特别的经历对您的诗歌创作有何影响?

呵呵,说实话,当《西藏笔记》被查禁时,我感到有点吃惊。其实我这个人在某些方面是很迟钝的,我以为我写的故事会被人们理解,或者说不至于遭到被查禁的命运,因为我写的是真实的故事。这表明我真的比较蠢。其实《西藏笔记》写完之后,北京的几个大的出版社都看过这份书稿,很欣赏我的文字,但都表示,希望我删除某些篇章、修改某些文字,这样的话可以出版。而我当时虽然很愿意在北京出版,但我更不愿意按照他们的意见来删除和修改,所以这份书稿在北京几的个出版社辗转了一年多,直到2002年,送到广州的一家有名的出版社,而我的编辑,很有趣,她觉得我的文字像诗一样美,可是她连达赖喇嘛都不知道(当然现在不同了,经历了2008年西藏抗暴之后,由于中国政府的妖魔化宣传,如今大多数中国人都知道达赖喇嘛是“披着袈裟的恶魔”),所以当《西藏笔记》被禁之后,她很震惊,而且她被迫几次做过检讨。

《西藏笔记》的被查禁,以及我第二年在北京出版的《绛红色的地图》继续被查禁,对于我的写作、我的人生来说,都是重大的转折。也即是说,我从之前的无意识的真实写作,转入有意识的真实写作。但没有改变的有一点,即文字的美,永远是我的写作追求。

6.我最喜欢的您的两首诗是 《德格》 和《前定的念珠》,这两首诗是献给或是关于您父亲的。他的离世对您的写作产生了什么样的影响?他生前是否也同样喜欢文学?他是否支持你选择作家作为自己的职业?

我的父亲起初很愿意我写诗,虽然他从一开始就看不太明白。

1999年,我的第一本书——诗集《西藏在上》(青海人民出版社)出版。我曾在我父亲的墓地跟前点燃了诗集的每一页。熊熊的火焰很快卷走了一个个黑色的字,就像是把这些字组成的一首首诗带往了另一个世界。我知道他会欣慰,为的是我成了公认的诗人,哪怕他不解诗中其意。

但我现在写的诗,尤其是那首《西藏的秘密》,我父亲一看就会明白。那么,他会说什么呢?他还会愿意我继续写下去吗?毕竟我走的路跟他很不一样。

其实后来,我父亲也许已经预见写诗的结果会使女儿变成另一个人,变成他担心的那种人,所以他并不愿意我继续写诗,他愿意的是我当一个记者,摄影记者,新闻记者,诸如此类。而成为诗人太危险了。但见我不听他的话,只能经常叮嘱我要“两条腿走路”。这意思是说,我可以走我自己选择的道路,但也要走社会与环境所规划的道路;一条腿走自己的路,另一条腿走大多数人的路。我反问过他,两条腿走路的话,会不会有一条腿终究会折断。他没有回答我。

或者,就像诗人德里克•沃尔科特【1】所写:“我,染了他们双方的血毒,/分裂到血管的我,该向着哪一边?/我诅咒过大英政权喝醉的军官,我该如何/在非洲和我所爱的英语之间抉择?/是背叛这二者,还是把二者给我的奉还?/我怎能面对屠杀而冷静?/我怎能背向非洲而生活?”

我不知道我是否已经表达清楚,反正我有太多的梦想,其中最为迫切的一个梦想是写一本书,在书里,我依然是一个女儿,一个与父亲情深似海的女儿。我有很多问题想要问他,最要紧的问题是,我现在走的路,是不是违背了他?如果他还活着,会不会为我的今天而生气?可我又固执地相信,他说不定会为我终于圆满了他深藏不露的某个愿望而暗喜。

7.您认为您的诗歌风格这些年来产生的什么样的变化?

这个问题让我想起在我最初结识我的丈夫王力雄时,他在Email中写的一段话对我影响极大,足以颠覆我过去的那种为艺术而艺术的写作。他说:“西藏的现状令人悲哀,但对一个记录者而言,却是生逢其时。你周围存在着那么多传奇、英勇、背叛、堕落、侠骨柔肠、悲欢离合和古老民族的哀伤与希望……诗和小说可以写,但是别忘了把你的眼光多分一些给非虚构类的作品,那对你的民族可能更有意义。”

另外,对于我个人来说,在我以我今日的方式、风格写作之时,我逐渐实现的是对自我的“西藏身份”的表达。而这个身份是与图伯特的地理、历史和文化,以及无数个博巴(藏人)的故事和身世紧紧相连的。

是的,身份认同与个人的身世、其他人的身世乃至整个民族的身世是密切联系的,否则从何谈起有关身份的问题?又有什么要紧呢?而对于个人的以及其他人的身世的重新述说,实际上也就是在恢复作为个人和群体的记忆。记忆才是最重要的,因为记忆乃是一个人、一个群体的存在之依据。而在不断的竭力的记忆之时,曾经的焦虑真的已经淡化了。可以说,如此对身世的重新述说反而是一种治疗。至少对我是这样的。

8.最近您创作的诗歌比较少,而是在博客和著作中写了更多文章和评论,其中的原因是什么?您还会继续创作诗歌吗?

我一直认为自己是诗人。从某种意义上来说,我一直在写诗。无论我写散文、杂文还是小说,我都认为是诗。从中文来说,诗这个字是由言和寺组成的;这也就是说,诗人是言说者,同时也是有使命的、有美感的、有宗教情怀的言说者。所以当诗人同时成为见证人、记忆工作者,才会是最高的言说者吧。

写作中,灵感或者天赋是一回事,而职业化的工作方式才是一种恒常状态。而今,我依赖的并不只是偶尔闪现的灵光。当然,诗人有着对于美的不寻常的感受力,并经由写作,贯穿于所有文字中。所以我自认为自己其实一直是在写诗,从未错过写诗。

而在内心深处还有一个基于私人的理由。正如我在诗集《雪域的白》后记中写到:

我想起了一首诗,不是我写的,而是西藏最伟大的诗人、六世达赖喇嘛——仓央嘉措写的。我无以复加地热爱这首诗:

写出的黑黑小字,
水和雨滴冲没了;
没绘的内心图画,
要擦也擦不掉。

亲爱的父亲泽仁多吉,我要献给你的诗,至今还在写。因为我渴望听到的声音,正在空中降落。你终究会为此欣慰的,——当那个声音终于落在心上,那才是真正的诗人如浴火凤凰!


注释:【1】这诗句的作者德里克•沃尔科特,圣卢西亚诗人,生长于英属殖民地时代,于1992年获诺贝尔文学奖。


An Eye from History and Reality — Woeser and the Story of Tibet
BY Dechen Pemba & Woeser

You studied literature and first worked as a journalist before becoming an editor for a literary journal in Lhasa. When did you discover a love for poetry as well as your own voice as a poet?

Thinking back, I have loved stories since I was a child. My earliest memory is narrating the story of the times before leaving Lhasa to a bunch of children in Tawo County, Sichuan. At that time, I was four or five. When evoking Lhasa I often invented some intrigue to attract friends. After my story-telling, I started to yearn for Lhasa.

Alas, I can now no longer locate the first poem I wrote. I remembered it was written in Tawo County. At that time, I was studying in the first year of middle school. The news broadcast the death of a famous Chinese poet one day. I felt a little sad, so wrote a few lines that resembled the arrangement of a poem. To me, that felt like a poem.

However, among the poems I now preserve, the earliest one was written in 1984. I was then already studying at the faculty of Chinese language at the Southwest University for Nationalities. I was a first-year college student. Among my classmates were students from more than ten “minority” groups and those of the Han Chinese, who were the majority. This poem is entitled “Print — For Certain Prejudices.” I vaguely remember at that time, I argued with a few Han Chinese classmates, and wrote this poem on the spot, then copied it painstakingly on the blackboard. They were shocked.

Now, revisiting this tender poem, I’m surprised that I already had a national consciousness at eighteen. Also, clearly, when I wish to express my voice, my way of expression is through writing poetry.

Print — For Certain Prejudices

Never again let
muddy water of disdain
flow from your young eyes
The print that exudes
the scent of butter tsampa
is engraved on my heart
I do not despair
even refuse your cold
glance

Perhaps
a natural sense of superiority
bloats your life
But I won’t
offer a complying smile
Sun
shines on you, shines on me
On a blue planet
we are equal!

In truth, during my college years, I had started writing poetry seriously, and organized a poetry club with classmates (from all majors, and of different ethnic groups) who were passionate about poetry. We used typewriters and letterprint machines to print poetry journals and publications. I remember Southwestern Colorful Rain and Mountain Eagle Soul as two of the more influential journals. I can say I was the most active campus poet in Sichuan during the mid-late eighties. During my graduation in 1988, I organized a poetry exhibition with two poet classmates.

Yes, at that time we had already defined ourselves as poets. I even had my first poetry collection. It contains poems I wrote during my university years, hand-typeset by my father. In reality I’d already become, or rather was very willing to become a poet who lives and writes by her dreams.

Which poets have influenced you the most? Are they Chinese or Tibetan poets or others?

I should say that during the early years of my poetry writing, the Chinese poetry scene was experiencing revolutionary changes. In my short story, “My Twin Sister [Budan],” I described the impact of this huge influence on me:

Considering external unrest, a huge flag soars in that stormy era, while tides surge under the flag, and the experiences and wanderings all over the world, writings or debates day and night, a strangely nervous rebel, a frightening feeling, and passion, passion, the silently vanishing, like 40 degree feverish passion, how promising! Almost overnight, Budan’s sentiments that were unconsciously gathered through years, that bag of explosives in her little chest, is suddenly lit up by poetry’s fatal matchstick, it explodes, exploding her into pieces, shattered, and can no longer be pieced back together.

To clarify, what most influenced the Chinese young, rebellious poets at that time were European, American and South American contemporary poets, as well as the Russian modern poets. This was also the case for me. Rebellious, unorthodox poets were my idols. I accepted mainly a few non-Chinese contemporary poets as influence, for example Yeats from Ireland, Ginsberg and the Beat poets from the States, as well as Plath and the Confessional poets, Mandelstram, Akhmatova and Tsvetaeva from Russia, etc. The list was endless. After my university graduation, I basically read mostly their work.

Also around the same time, I read poems by the 6th Dalai Lama Tsangyang Gyatso and Milarepa. But I read their Chinese translations, the earliest Chinese version, which are classically very elegant in terms of text.

Themes such as travel, Lhasa, memory and loss recur in your poems. Would you say that these subjects inspire you? Where or how do you seek inspiration?

The Whiteness of the Snowland
BY Woeser
(Tangshan Publishing House, 2009)

In fact, writing poetry is to me like in search of memory of a past life. In the epilogue for my collection of poetry, The Whiteness of the Snowland (Tangshan Publishing House, 2009), I wrote:

I have always wanted to be a poet. This is the karmic force from a previous life, as well as a continuation of cause and effect. That spring, I finally returned to the Lhasa I left twenty years ago. I told myself, it was not for any reason other than to listen to that voice. For a while, I was very superstitious, thinking that some verses might contain words that are secret codes, like Ali Baba’s “Open Sesame,” and if I’d keep on writing, a hidden door would suddenly open, and another truly kind world would belong to us.

I returned to Lhasa when I was twenty-four. The biggest problem I faced was discovering the “Sinicized” me being a stranger in her own hometown. This led me into a profound identity crisis. At one point, I thought I had resolved this problem; a poet friend of mine said, “Actually we are of no nationality. Our identity is poet.” His words relieved me, to the extent that during the first few years of my stay in Lhasa, I shut myself up in the “ivory tower” of poetry. The poems I wrote became more individualized, with a highly individualized feel, imagination and language. And I thought that poets or artists tower above all, or surpass all, and that the attribute of nationality could be overlooked. But writing such poetry couldn’t alleviate inner turmoil. I can’t say that I was suffering terribly. To be more precise, it was probably a feeling of emptiness. Thus, I couldn’t even go on writing this kind of poetry.


Tibet's True Heart
BY Woeser
TRANSLATED FROM THE CHINESE
BY A.E. Clark
(Ragged Banner Press, 2008)

When did I start walking out of this “ivory tower”? Travel experiences in vast Tibet changed me gradually. During these travels, I slowly became intimate with Buddhism, and realized clearly how my inner world enriched itself day by day. Amdo, Ü-Tsang, Kham… I visited many places. Both as a voyager, and as a pilgrim — because in my heart, I saw the vast snowy land as a gigantic monastery of nature! Of course this was my earliest motivation for the journey. As I walked further in the vast snowy land, and paused longer, those literary sentiments were gradually replaced by a sense of history and a vocation. In other words, I, who used to only see my hometown from an aesthetics point of view, gradually began to see people and events on this land with an eye from history and reality.

In “My Poetry Aesthetics” published in The Whiteness of the Snowland, I once wrote:

Living in a Tibet that has lived through many changes, basking in her sunlight that is especially brilliant in the midst of unfathomable transformations, I slowly feel and realize the benevolence and wisdom of Tibetan Buddhism, slowly see and hear the glory and suffering in Tibetan history and reality… all these profer me a mission: to tell the world about the secret of Tibet.

Clearly, “December,” “Panchen Lama” and “Secret Tibet” are three political poems about Tibet. More recently, you also wrote “The Fear in Lhasa” and “Only This Useless Poem, Dedicated to Lobsang Tsepak.”How much does the political inform your poetry and has this changed since you first started writing? Is it something you are even aware of when you think about what to write?

I believe “December” is a turning point to me. Before this poem, my poetry was creation from the Ivory Tower. As I said, at that time I was evolving.

In my book of prose, Notes on Tibet, I wrote, “… but being part of the Tibetans, my spine feels the oppression of a rock-like silhouette of the vast yet suffering Tibet. Between ‘glory’ and ‘helpless,’ I can only choose one of them, it’s an ‘either-or’ case! And what I view as glory, is not merely the ‘glory’ of a poet, but the glory of conscience.”

A man of conscience needs to face reality and history. Yet reality and history are very harsh. As a poet, I could feel at every instant in Tibet the tension between reality and history. In the end this tension shattered the ivory tower that sheltered me. Thus, on that day in December 1995, I couldn’t help but wriote “December” on the spot. (It is interesting that this poem was subsequently featured in several official publications, as if no one had understood):

December

1.
“Hear ye!” The big lie shall blot the sky,
Two sparrows in the wood shall fall.
“Tibet,” he says, “Tibet is fine and flourishing!”

The furious girl will not bite her tongue.
Everywhere the monastic robe has lost its color.
They say: It’s to save our skin.

But that one, oh,
The steaming blood poured out, the hot blood!
In the next life, who will grieve for him?

2.
Storm clouds! Doom!
In my mind’s eye I see.

I know if I don’t speak now
I’ll be silent forever.

Sullen millions,
Lift up your hearts.

He was sacrificed once,
That man of deep red hue.

But as the tree of life is evergreen,
A soul is always a soul.

3.
A worse defeat!
Thouands of trees, blighted as never before.
The little folk are quiet as a cricket in the cold.

The pair of praying hands
Was chopped off
To cram the bellies of kites and curs.

Oh, that rosary unseen,
Who is worthy with a firm hand
To pick it up from the slime of this world?

December 1995, Lhasa

— FROM Tibet’s True Heart (Ragged Banner Press, 2008)
Actually, after writing this poem, my poetry started to touch on reality and history, and began to engage in a narrative style. In my essay, I wrote: “I finally see clear the direction of my writing thereafter, which is to be a witness, to see, to discover, to reveal, and to spread the secret — the shocking, touching yet impersonal secret. Let me also tell stories. Let me use the most commonly seen language — a language that can yet renew definitions, purify and even make new discoveries — to tell stories: the story of Tibet.”

What were your feelings when Notes on Tibet was banned by the Chinese government? Did it come as a surprise or were you expecting it? Did that particular experience affect your approach to poetry?


Map of Maroon Red
BY Woeser
(China Travel & Tourism Press, 2004)

Ah, to be honest, when Notes on Tibet was banned, I was a little shocked. I’m actually very slow in certain aspects, thinking that others would understand the stories I wrote, and in other words, they would not be banned since they are true stories. This shows that I’m really rather foolish. In fact, after Notes on Tibet was completed, a few major publishing houses in Beijing had all read the manuscript, and greatly appreciated my writing. However, they all expressed their wish that I delete certain passages, edit certain words in order to publish the work. Although at that time I was very willing to be published in Beijing, I was not willing to adopt their editorial suggestions. This was why the manuscript was held up for more than a year in some publishing houses in Beijing, before it was sent to a famous publishing house in Guangzhou in 2002. My editor thought my writing was as beautiful as poetry, but interestingly, she did not even know who the Dalai Lama was. (Of course things are different today. After the 2008 unrest in Tibet, due to the Chinese government’s demonising propaganda, most of the Chinese today know the Dalai Lama as the “devil in a monk’s robe.”) This was why after the ban of Notes on Tibet, she was very shocked, and was forced to undergo self-criticism a few times.

The ban on Notes on Tibet, and the subsequent ban on Map of Maroon Red published in Beijing the year after, are important turning points in my writing and my life. This also means that I turn from the unconscious realist writing from the past to conscious realist writing. But what remains unchanged is the beauty of language as my pursuit in writing.

Two of my favourite poems of yours are “Derge” and “A Mala That Was Meant to Be,” which are dedicated to or about your father. How did his death impact your writings? Did he share your love of literature and was he supportive of your chosen career as a writer?

Although my father did not quite understand my poetry at the beginning, he was very encouraging.


Tibet Above
BY Woeser
(Qinghai People's Publishing Press, 1999)

In 1999, my first book of poetry, Tibet Above, was published by Qinghai People’s Publishing Press. I burnt every page of the book before my father’s tomb. Flames rapidly swept away each and every black character, as if each poem composed by these words were carried off to another world. I knew he’d be relieved, comforted by the fact that I’ve become an acknowledged poet, even if he couldn’t understand the poeticism.

But the poems I now write, especially “Tibet’s Secret,” my father would understand them right away. What would he say? Would he still let me continue writing poems? After all, I took a different road.

In fact, later on, perhaps my father had already foreseen that writing poetry would change his daughter into someone else, into the kind of person he worried about, so he did not quite wish to let me continue writing poetry. He’d rather I become a journalist, a photojournalist, a news journalist… To be a poet is too dangerous. But I didn’t heed his words. He’d often warn me to “walk with two legs,” meaning I could walk the path I’ve chosen, but must also walk the path designated by society and environment. One leg to walk one’s road, the other to walk the road that most take. I asked in return, “If we walk with two legs, will one of them break eventually?” He didn’t answer.

Perhaps, it could be as what poet Derek Walcott, Nobel Prize Laureate in 1992, who grew up during the British colonial years, had written:

I who am poisoned with the blood of both,
Where shall I turn, divided to the vein?
I who have cursed
The drunken officer of British rule, how choose
Between this Africa and the English tongue I love?
Betray them both, or give back what they give?
How can I face such slaughter and be cool?
How can I turn from Africa and live?

I wasn’t sure if I could already express myself lucidly. Anyway, I had too many dreams. The most compelling dream was to write a book. In the book, I’d always be a daughter, a daughter who loves deeply her father. I would have many questions to ask him. The most urgent question: Has the road I’m now taking betrayed him? Should he be alive, would he be angry with me today? On the other hand, I stubbornly believe who knows, he might be secretly happy that I’d fulfilled a secret and unrevealed wish of his.

How do you think your poetry style has changed over the years?

This question brings into my mind an email my husband Wang Lixong wrote me when we first met. His words had a huge impact on me, enough to upheave my “art-for-art-sake” writing. He said, “Tibet’s present plight is sorrowful, but to a writer who documents, it is the perfect timing. So many legends, bravery, betrayals, falls, longing, separation as well as the mournings and hopes of an ancient people survive around you… you can write poetry and novels, but don’t forget to turn more of your attention to non-fictional work. That would be even more meaningful for your people.”

Also, for me, in terms of my present-day form and writing style, I’m slowly actualizing the self-expression of a “Tibetan identity.” This identity is closely interlinked with Tibetan geography, history and culture, as well as countless Tibetans’ life stories and fate.

Yes, identity and autobiography, biography as well as the biography of an entire nationality is closely connected, otherwise where should we begin as far as the question of identity? In terms of individual narration or re-narration of others’ life experiences, it is in fact also a way of regaining individual and collective memories. Memory is most important — because memory is the survival basis for an individual or a collective. When we insist in continuously remembering with all our efforts, our old anxieties will truly falter. You can say that re-narrating life experiences is also a form of therapy. At least this is the case for me.

It looks as though you write less poetry these days and more articles and essays for your blog and books. Why? Do you miss writing poetry?



Mémoire interdite : Témoignages sur la Révolution culturelle au Tibet
BY Woeser
TRANSLATED FROM THE CHINESE
BY Li AND Bernard Bourrit
(Gallimard / Bleu de Chine, 2010)

I’ve always believed I’m a poet. To a certain extent, I’ve always been writing poems. Regardless of whether prose, hybrid essay or novel, I always believe it to be poetry. In Chinese language, the character “poetry” (诗) is composed of “speech” (言) and “temple” (寺). This also means that a poet is an orator, an orator who, at the same time, has a mission, upholds an aesthetic, and shares religious sentiments. Thus, to be a poet also means to be a witness, a memorist, so as to become an orator of authority.

In writing, inspiration or talent is the same thing, whereas a professionalized working method is a way of normalizing one’s working situation. Today, I don’t rely merely on the occasional flashes of inspiration. Of course, poets have different aesthesis in response to beauty, and through writing, they weave it into words. So I believe I’m always writing poetry, and have never missed out on writing poetry.

Deep down in my heart, I also have a personal reason. As I wrote in an epilogue for my collection, The Whiteness of The Snowland:
A poem comes to my mind, not one of mine but one written by Tibet’s greatest poet, the Sixth Dalai Lama Tsangyang Gyatso. I really love this poem:

Small black letters, written,
Vanish with water drop.
Mind pictures, unwritten,
Though effaced, will not fade.

—FROM Songs of Love, Poems of Sadness: The Erotic Verse of the Sixth Dalai Lama
BY Dalai Lama VI, TRANSLATED BY Paul Williams

Dear father Tsering Dorje, the poem I want to dedicate to you is still being written. Because the voice I am longing to hear is in the air, about to land. In the end you will be relieved to know – when that voice finally lands in the heart, only then is the true poet formed like the dousing of the fire phoenix!

— ORIGINALLY CONDUCTED IN CHINESE, THIS INTERVIEW IS TRANSLATED BY GRETA AART AND DECHEN PEMBA


延伸阅读:

浪漫、觉悟与革命:书评《西藏的真心——唯色诗选》http://woeser.middle-way.net/2009/02/blog-post_1020.html


转自唯色博客:http://woeser.middle-way.net/2012/03/blog-post_3466.html