有關(guān)經(jīng)典的英文詩(shī)句精選
有關(guān)經(jīng)典的英文詩(shī)句精選
英語(yǔ)詩(shī)歌因其節(jié)奏、思想意義及藝術(shù)價(jià)值,在英語(yǔ)教學(xué)中占有一席之地。學(xué)習(xí)啦小編整理了有關(guān)經(jīng)典的英文詩(shī)句，歡迎閱讀!
有關(guān)經(jīng)典的英文詩(shī)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(guān)經(jīng)典的英文詩(shī)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(guān)經(jīng)典的英文詩(shī)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(guān)經(jīng)典的英文詩(shī)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(guān)經(jīng)典的英文詩(shī)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?
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