經(jīng)典的英文詩(shī)歌有哪些
經(jīng)典的英文詩(shī)歌有哪些
英語(yǔ)文學(xué)中，詩(shī)歌極其豐富多彩，學(xué)英文而不懂英文詩(shī)歌，不僅從審美角度看是個(gè)遺憾，而且從語(yǔ)言學(xué)習(xí)角度看，學(xué)一些詩(shī)歌，語(yǔ)言能力會(huì)大大提高。學(xué)習(xí)啦小編整理了經(jīng)典的英文詩(shī)歌，歡迎閱讀!
經(jīng)典的英文詩(shī)歌篇一
Quotidian Poem
by Patricia Fargnoli
When I heard the bombing
had begun I drove down
to Keene and bought
a 3x magnifying glass，
a sketch book
and drawing pencils. Then，
I went out behind the apartments
to snap off seed pods， weeds
I could not name
and a couple of brittle leaves.
I saved the afternoon
by studying edges
of petals， seeds，
the marvelous veins
and sketching them.
On the page， I wrote：
unknown weeds 10/7/01， found
in the patch between Applewood
and the Historical Museum;
on the day we began bombing.
Then I made a pot of soup
out of black-eyed peas
and a ham bone
I'd frozen from Easter.
I threw in onions， garlic，
parsley， cumin，
a couple of tomatoes——
whatever made sense.
Enough for an army.
經(jīng)典的英文詩(shī)歌篇二
Quilts
by Nikki Giovanni
(for Sally Sellers)
Like a fading piece of cloth
I am a failure
No longer do I cover tables filled with food and laughter
My seams are frayed my hems falling my strength no longer able
To hold the hot and cold
I wish for those first days
When just woven I could keep water
From seeping through
Repelled stains with the tightness of my weave
Dazzled the sunlight with my Reflection
I grow old though pleased with my memories
The tasks I can no longer complete
Are balanced by the love of the tasks gone past
I offer no apology only this plea：
When I am frayed and strained and drizzle at the end
Please someone cut a square and put me in a quilt
That I might keep some child warm
And some old person with no one else to talk to
Will hear my whispers And cuddle near
經(jīng)典的英文詩(shī)歌篇三
Painters
by Muriel Rukeyser
In the cave with a long-ago flare
a woman stands， her arms up. Red twig， black twig， brown twig.
A wall of leaping darkness over her.
The men are out hunting in the early light
But here in this flicker， one or two men， painting
and a woman among them.
Great living animals grow on the stone walls，
their pelts， their eyes， their sex， their hearts，
and the cave-painters touch them with life， red， brown， black，
a woman among them， painting.
經(jīng)典的英文詩(shī)歌篇四
Repairwork
by Dennis Hinrichsen
They must have bled as they sang，
the needles so quick through
the linen， the frayed mesh，
the silvers must have stung them.
Pinpricks they must have stemmed
with their tongues， unembarrassed，
these brides of Christ
like sewing patches of sunlight
to water the ghost in the cloth
laid double across their laps.
These are the hips of Christ，
knees raw bone inking the linen;
this， the stain of a coin
that graced His eye， the image
as yet unpatterned， available only
should they dare to look
in random angles， stitches.
Terrible gash at a medial rib.
Imprint： sole of His foot，
the other merely heel， curve of
a branch at its one end blackened，
released to ash their
fingers as furious as sparks
in the medieval dusk
repairing a fire . . . They must have
wept as they bled as they sang.
經(jīng)典的英文詩(shī)歌篇五
Spring and Fall: To a young child
by Gerard Manley Hopkins
Margaret， are you grieving
Over Goldengrove unleaving?
Leaves， like the things of man， you
With your fresh thoughts care for， can you?
Ah! as the heart grows older
It will come to such sights colder
By and by， nor spare a sigh
Though worlds of wanwood leafmeal lie;
And yet you will weep and know why.
Now no matter， child， the name：
Sorrow's springs are the same.
Nor mouth had， no nor mind， expressed
What heart heard of， ghost guessed：
It is the blight man was born for，
It is Margaret you mourn for.
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