"Brokenness is not the end, but a different kind of becoming": Nobel laureate Mo Yan dedicated a poem to Vladivostok's glass beach.
The Chinese writer visited Glass Bay with calligrapher Wang Zhen and his niece, Wang Meng Meng. The coastline, strewn with sparkling glass mosaics, inspired travelers reflecting on the power of time and nature.
"Brokenness is not an end, but a different kind of becoming," Mo Yan commented. "We couldn't help but be amazed at Mother Nature's ingenuity in transforming trash into a beautiful spectacle."
Mo Yan and Wang Zhen left a small art experiment for tourists: with permission from the beach administration, they collected glass pebbles and wrote the name of their joint blog, "Two Bricks. Ink News," on a rock.
And upon returning home, they published a poem inspired by their trip to Vladivostok:
The sea with long patience told us:
That waste is just
Treasures that have not yet found their peace.
When the edges of the glass were softened by the tide,
It befell -
Brokenness is not the end, but another form of becoming.
When the stone cutter touched the surface,
The adjacent rock suddenly found its breath.
Deep strokes, like a bridge,
They shifted between “being” and “visibility”.
You moved the shards of glass -
He did not create, but awakened.
Those fragments that are called "useless"
From time immemorial there was a rainbow hidden by the earth,
What awaits the moment, so that in the inlay
To speak the truth of unity and composure.
My dear, creatures don't need "treasure on top of treasure" at all -
They just stand in each other's shadows
Find your own source of light…
Like the quiet whisper of two bricks,
Capable of growing on a silent stone wall
Rings of reflection.
Ultimately we understand,
That every contradiction of waste into value
There is nothing else but the Universe, exercising in tenderness:
Scattered Stars
A thread in a necklace that illuminates her.
Steklyannaya Bay is located on the shores of Ussuri Bay. Broken glass, shards of tiles, and old dishes come from the city's "Gornostay" landfill. Waste from the porcelain factory was also brought to the landfill. Time and waves have turned all these shards into pebbles. We'll tell you more about this. told in the regular column "Why Not in Moscow".
Mo Yan is the pen name of writer Guan Moye. His name translates from Chinese as "one who remains silent." He was awarded the 2012 Nobel Prize in Literature. The committee then defined the Chinese author's style as "hallucinatory realism, merging folk tales, history, and modernity."
