有關經典的英文詩句精選

  英語詩歌因其節奏、思想意義及藝術價值,在英語教學中佔有一席之地。小編整理了有關經典的英文詩句,歡迎閱讀!

  有關經典的英文詩句篇一

  Survivor

  by Vijay Seshadri

  We hold it against you that you survived.

  People better than you are dead,

  but you still punch the clock.

  Your body has wizened but has not bled

  its substance out on the killing floor

  or flatlined in intensive care

  or vanished after school

  or stepped off the ledge in despair.

  Of all those you started with,

  only you are still around;

  only you have not been listed with

  the defeated and the drowned.

  So how could you ever win our respect?——

  you, who had the sense to duck,

  you, with your strength almost intact

  and all your good luck.

  有關經典的英文詩句篇二

  Syrinx

  by Amy Clampitt

  Like the foghorn that's all lung,

  the wind chime that's all percussion,

  like the wind itself, that's merely air

  in a terrible fret, without so much

  as a finger to articulate

  what ails it, the aeolian

  syrinx, that reed

  in the throat of a bird,

  when it comes to the shaping of

  what we call consonants, is

  too imprecise for consensus

  about what it even seems to

  be saying: is it o-ka-lee

  or con-ka-ree, is it really jug jug,

  is it cuckoo for that matter?——

  much less whether a bird's call

  means anything in

  particular, or at all.

  Syntax comes last, there can be

  no doubt of it: came last,

  can be thought of ***is

  thought of by some*** as a

  higher form of expression:

  is, in extremity, first to

  be jettisoned: as the diva

  onstage, all soaring

  pectoral breathwork,

  takes off, pure vowel

  breaking free of the dry,

  the merely fricative

  husk of the particular, rises

  past saying anything, any

  more than the wind in

  the trees, waves breaking,

  or Homer's gibbering

  Thespesiae iache:

  those last-chance vestiges

  above the threshold, the all-

  but dispossessed of breath.

  有關經典的英文詩句篇三

  Sweat

  by Sandra Alcosser

  Friday night I entered a dark corridor

  rode to the upper floors with men who filled

  the stainless elevator with their smell.

  Did you ever make a crystal garden, pour salt

  into water, keep pouring until nothing more dissolved?

  A landscape will bloom in that saturation.

  My daddy's body shop floats to the surface

  like a submarine. Men with nibblers and tin snips

  buffing skins, sanding curves under clamp lights.

  I grew up curled in the window of a 300 SL

  Gullwing, while men glided on their backs

  through oily rainbows below me.

  They torqued lugnuts, flipped fag ends

  into gravel. Our torch song

  had one refrain——oh the pain of loving you.

  Friday nights they'd line the shop sink, naked

  to the waist, scour down with Ajax, spray water

  across their necks and up into their armpits.

  Babies have been conceived on sweat alone——

  the buttery scent of a woman's breast,

  the cumin of a man. From the briny odor

  of black lunch boxes——cold cuts, pickles,

  waxed paper——my girl flesh grows.

  From the raunchy fume of strangers.

  有關經典的英文詩句篇四

  Queen Maeve

  by Eloise Bruce

  Dreaming within these walls all night,

  we woke with both eyes open,

  barely winking at the morning light.

  We shower and sing with the long-legged fly.

  Queen Maeve keeps time in the attic,

  and the pig-keepers roar in the toy box below stairs.

  Turn out the lamp whose fringe rhymes with orange.

  Our words wait in sun-melted butter.

  We'll eat our troubles with bubbling metaphor,

  punctuate the teapot with boiling time,

  hang the wash out on the line.

  Today, we'll scrub and paint the walls

  using colors we don't yet recognize.

  The key in the door shines.

  Come in. The poem is just here. Come inside.

  有關經典的英文詩句篇五

  Question

  by May Swenson

  Body my house

  my horse my hound

  what will I do

  when you are fallen

  Where will I sleep

  How will I ride

  What will I hunt

  Where can I go

  without my mount

  all eager and quick

  How will I know

  in thicket ahead

  is danger or treasure

  when Body my good

  bright dog is dead

  How will it be

  to lie in the sky

  without roof or door

  and wind for an eye

  With cloud for shift

  how will I hide?