關於簡單易讀的英文詩欣賞

　　詩歌是一種典型的文學形式,它既屬於文學,又是一種藝術。古今中外,對於詩歌的研究從未間斷,我們在研究的過程中發現詩歌的美,同時又在前人研究的基礎上創造出更好的詩歌作品。小編精心收集了關於簡單易讀的英文詩，供大家欣賞學習!

　　關於簡單易讀的英文詩篇1

　　Counting What the Cactus Contains

　　by Pattiann Rogers

　　Elf owl， cactus wren， fruit flies incubating

　　In the only womb they'll ever recognize.

　　Shadow for the sand rat， spines

　　And barbary ribs clenched with green wax.

　　Seven thousand thorns， each a water slide，

　　A wooden tongue licking the air dry.

　　Inside， early morning mist captured intact，

　　The taste of drizzle sucked

　　And sunsplit. Whistle

　　Of the red-tailed hawk at midnight， rush

　　Of the leaf-nosed bat， the soft slip

　　Of fog easing through sand held in tandem.

　　Counting， the vertigo of its attitudes

　　Across the evening; in the wood of its latticed bones——

　　The eye sockets of every saint of thirst;

　　In the gullet of each night-blooming flower——the crucifix

　　Of the arid.

　　In its core， a monastery of cells， a brotherhood

　　Of electrons， a column of expanding darkness

　　Where matter migrates and sparks whorl，

　　And travel has no direction， where distance

　　Bends backward over itself and the ascension

　　Of Venus， the stability of Polaris， are crucial.

　　The cactus， containing

　　Whatever can be said to be there，

　　Plus the measurable tremble of its association

　　With all those who have been counting.

　　關於簡單易讀的英文詩篇2

　　This is a Wonderful Poem

　　by David Wagoner

　　Come at it carefully， don't trust it， that isn't its right name，

　　It's wearing stolen rags， it's never been washed， its breath

　　Would look moss-green if it were really breathing，

　　It won't get out of the way， it stares at you

　　Out of eyes burnt gray as the sidewalk，

　　Its skin is overcast with colorless dirt，

　　It has no distinguishing marks， no I.D. cards，

　　It wants something of yours but hasn't decided

　　Whether to ask for it or just take it，

　　There are no policemen， no friendly neighbors，

　　No peacekeeping busybodies to yell for， only this

　　Thing standing between you and the place you were headed，

　　You have about thirty seconds to get past it， around it，

　　Or simply to back away and try to forget it，

　　It won't take no for an answer： try hitting it first

　　And you'll learn what's trembling in its torn pocket.

　　Now， what do you want to do about it?

　　關於簡單易讀的英文詩篇3

　　This Living Hand

　　by John Keats

　　This living hand， now warm and capable

　　Of earnest grasping， would， if it were cold

　　And in the icy silence of the tomb，

　　So haunt thy days and chill thy dreaming nights

　　That thou wouldst wish thine own heart dry of blood

　　So in my veins red life might stream again，

　　And thou be conscience-calmed——see here it is

　　I hold it towards you.

　　關於簡單易讀的英文詩篇4

　　This Morning

　　by Charles Simic

　　Enter without knocking， hard-working ant.

　　I'm just sitting here mulling over

　　What to do this dark， overcast day?

　　It was a night of the radio turned down low，

　　Fitful sleep， vague， troubling dreams.

　　I woke up lovesick and confused.

　　I thought I heard Estella in the garden singing

　　And some bird answering her，

　　But it was the rain. Dark tree tops swaying

　　And whispering. "Come to me my desire，"

　　I said. And she came to me by and by，

　　Her breath smelling of mint， her tongue

　　Wetting my cheek， and then she vanished.

　　Slowly day came， a gray streak of daylight

　　To bathe my hands and face in.

　　Hours passed， and then you crawled

　　Under the door， and stopped before me.

　　You visit the same tailors the mourners do，

　　Mr. Ant. I like the silence between us，

　　The quiet——that holy state even the rain

　　Knows about. Listen to her begin to fall，

　　As if with eyes closed，

　　Muting each drop in her wild-beating heart.

　　關於簡單易讀的英文詩篇5

　　Country Fair

　　by Charles Simic

　　If you didn't see the six-legged dog，

　　It doesn't matter.

　　We did， and he mostly lay in the corner.

　　As for the extra legs，

　　One got used to them quickly

　　And thought of other things.

　　Like， what a cold， dark night

　　To be out at the fair.

　　Then the keeper threw a stick

　　And the dog went after it

　　On four legs， the other two flapping behind，

　　Which made one girl shriek with laughter.

　　She was drunk and so was the man

　　Who kept kissing her neck.

　　The dog got the stick and looked back at us.

　　And that was the whole show.