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Crush - Richard Siken

Crush

Richard Siken

出版社

Yale University Press

出版时间

2005-04-11

ISBN

9780300107210

评分

★★★★★
书籍介绍

Richard Siken’s Crush, selected as the 2004 winner of the Yale Younger Poets prize, is a powerful collection of poems driven by obsession. Siken writes with ferocity, and his reader hurtles unstoppably with him. His poetry is confessional, gay, savage, and charged with violent eroticism.

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核心看点
  • 本书荣获耶鲁年轻诗人奖，以极度私密、暴烈且充满情色张力的笔触，描绘了同性爱恋中的痴迷、占有欲与毁灭倾向。诗歌内容涉及自残、暴力幻想及极端的情感依赖，展现了爱欲中黑暗、危险且令人窒息的一面，具有强烈的感官冲击力。
  • 诗中大量意象如吞玻璃、穿对方衣物、自残等，将情感痛苦具象化为肉体伤害，形成一种‘痛感美学’。这种将爱欲与暴力、死亡紧密交织的写作方式，挑战了传统浪漫诗的边界，呈现出一种病态却真实的情感状态，极具争议性。
  • 尽管部分读者认为后期内容重复或自我沉溺，但书中诸如‘你坐在车里，那个美丽的男孩不会说爱你，但他爱你’等名句广为流传，成为同人创作与网络引用的热门素材。其语言极具煽动性与传播力，反映了当代青年在情感关系中的焦虑与渴望。
读者共识
  • 读者普遍认为本书语言极具煽动性与美感，部分诗句如‘你坐在车里……但他爱你’被广泛赞誉并引用，认为其精准捕捉了暧昧关系中的痛苦与渴望。然而，也有批评声音指出其内容自我沉溺、重复且缺乏深度，后期章节令人失望。
  • 多数读者承认本书在情感冲击力上无与伦比，能够引发强烈共鸣，尤其是对经历过类似情感创伤或痴迷状态的读者。但同时也警告，其内容过于极端、黑暗且缺乏建设性，不适合寻求情感慰藉或正向引导的读者。
  • 读者共识认为，本书作为耶鲁年轻诗人奖获奖作品，其语言技巧与意象构建值得肯定，但其价值观与情感导向存在争议。它被视为一部‘cult favorite’（邪典之作），适合特定受众，但不具备普适性，且部分读者认为其过度依赖暴力与性暗示来维持张力。
精彩摘录
  • "There are so many things I'm not allowed to tell you. I touch myself, I dream. Wearing your clothes or standing in the shower for over an hour, pretending that this skin is your skin, these hands your hands, these shins, these soapy flanks. The musicians start the overture while I hide behind the mi"
  • "Driving, dogs barking, how you get used to it, how you make the new street yours. Trees outside the window and a big band sound that makes you feel like everything's okay, a feeling that lasts for one song maybe, the parentheses all clicking shut behind you. The way we move through time and space, o"
  • "I walk through your dreams and invent the future. Sure, I sink the boat of love, but that comes later. And yes, I swallow glass, but that comes later."
  • "I arrived in the city and you met me at the station, smiling in a way that made me frightened. Down the alley, around the arcade, up the stairs of the building to the little room with the broken faucets, your drawings, all your things, I looked out the window and said This doesn't look that much dif"
  • "Take my wife–please. But you take him instead. You take him home, and you make him a cheese sandwich, and you try to get his shoes off, but he kicks you and he keeps kicking you. You swallow a bottle of sleeping pills but they don’t work. Boots continue to fall to the floor in the apartment above yo"
  • "A dark-haired man in a rented bungalow is licking the whiskey from the back of your wrist. He feels nothing, keeps a knife in his pocket, peels an apple right in front of you while you tramp around a mustard-colored room in your underwear drinking Dutch beer from a green bottle. After everything tha"
  • "The man on top of you is teaching you how to hate, see you as a piece of real estate, just another fallow field lying underneath him like a sacrifice. He's turning your back into a table so he doesn't have to eat off the floor, so he can get comfortable, pressing against you until he fits, until he'"
  • "Says to himself The boy's no good. The boy is just no good. but he takes you in his arms and pushes your flesh around to see if you could ever be ugly to him. You, the now familiar whipping boy, but you're beautiful, he can feel the dogs licking his heart. Who gets the whip and who gets the hoops of"
用户评论
蛮能代餐， “Every time we kissed there was another apple to slice into pieces. ”
The world is no longer mysterious.
It spins like a wheel inside you: green yellow, green blue, green beautiful green.
很早读的了，今天又翻出来看。整本都很青春期疼痛，很躁动，真的就是很crush，但青春期疼痛写得特别好的其实并不多啊。
阴魂不散是不够的。我想融合，住在里面，分裂到你的细胞里，直到肉体本身只被认为是背景。
didn’t get it in the first place..
Like sandpaper, the light, or a blessing, or a bruise. Blood everywhere, he said, the red light hemorrhaging from everywhere at once. The train station blue, your lips blue, hands cold and the blue wind. 锋利的句子和意象太美了
看到评论说同人小说作者最爱，笑出声。的确每一首脑海里都有个pwp，笑。
There are so many things I’m not allowed to tell you. / I touch myself, I dream. / Wearing your clothes or standing in the shower for over an hour, pretending / that this skin is your skin, these hands your hands, / these shins, these soapy flanks. 耶鲁青年诗人（2004）
They speak as my illusion, my fantasy, my disgust and my dream speak to me. Fucking queer and fucking beautiful.
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