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关于经典的英文诗歌篇1

Riverbank Blues

by Sterling A. Brown

A man git his feet set in a sticky mudbank，

A man git dis yellow water in his blood，

No need for hopin'， no need for doin'，

Muddy streams keep him fixed for good.

Little Muddy， Big Muddy， Moreau and Osage，

Little Mary's， Big Mary's， Cedar Creek，

Flood deir muddy water roundabout a man's roots，

Keep him soaked and stranded and git him weak.

Lazy sun shinin' on a little cabin，

Lazy moon glistenin' over river trees;

Ole river whisperin'， lappin' 'gainst de long roots：

"Plenty of rest and peace in these . . ."

Big mules， black loam， apple and peach trees，

But seems lak de river washes us down

Past de rich farms， away from de fat lands，

Dumps us in some ornery riverbank town.

Went down to the river， sot me down an' listened，

Heard de water talkin' quiet， quiet lak an' slow：

"Ain' no need fo' hurry， take yo' time， take yo'

time . . ." Heard it sayin'——"Baby， hyeahs de way life go . . ."

Dat is what it tole me as I watched it slowly rollin'，

But somp'n way inside me rared up an' say，

"Better be movin' . . . better be travelin' . . . Riverbank'll

git you ef you stay . . ."

Towns are sinkin' deeper， deeper in de riverbank，

Takin' on de ways of deir sulky Ole Man

Takin' on his creepy ways， takin' on his evil ways，

"Bes' git way， a long way . . . whiles you can. "Man got his

sea too lak de Mississippi Ain't got so long for a whole lot longer way，

Man better move some， better not git rooted Muddy water fool you， ef you stay …… ."

关于经典的英文诗歌篇2

Parker's Mountain

by Kate Knapp Johnson

It is the summer bears ruled， the last summer

of pure breathlessness

when I moved unaware， taken in

by the netted branches of raspberries， held

in trance by the sweet air

of the orchards. My grandfather

died at home one night in early July

as expected， and the white clouds drifted like snow

on the face of the black lake.

Grandmother swept her porch clean， every morning

pushed grief under the railings like wisps

of an old bird's nest. Together

we watched the she-bear heave both bins

of garbage across the red clay road， her cubs

somersaulting each other， never minding

their mother's cautioning strikes. It is the summer

I was on the brink of seeing

some unexperienced light， although I stood

in darkness， or swam in spools

of dark while everything was bright around;

the gold lilies and their shadows flickered

one on one and the two swans stayed

faithful and fierce in their cove. I was twelve

and though I knew language

I did not know the meaning of things——

I lived within a lattice of time， unhurt，

undifferentiated， so that even in remembering now

there is only the singular quality

of that time itself; while I was there，

in its duration， I was possessed， wind-mastered

as the scrolled fields of clouds and disappointed

when the spell was broken and the real snow

came， and the cold.

关于经典的英文诗歌篇3

Road TarRoad Tar

by Chase Twichell

A kid said you could chew road tar

if you got it before it cooled，

black globule with a just-forming skin.

He said it was better than cigarettes.

He said he had a taste for it.

On the same road， a squirrel

was doing the Watusi to free itself

from its crushed hindquarters.

A man on a bicycle stomped on its head，

then wiped his shoe on the grass.

It was autumn， the adult word for fall.

In school we saw a film called Reproduction.

The little snake-father poked his head

into the slippery future，

and a girl with a burned tongue was conceived.

关于经典的英文诗歌篇4

Rock and Hawk

by Robinson Jeffers

Here is a symbol in which

Many high tragic thoughts

Watch their own eyes.

This gray rock， standing tall

On the headland， where the seawind

Lets no tree grow，

Earthquake-proved， and signatured

By ages of storms： on its peak

A falcon has perched.

I think， here is your emblem

To hang in the future sky;

Not the cross， not the hive，

But this; bright power， dark peace;

Fierce consciousness joined with final

Disinterestedness;

Life with calm death; the falcon's

Realist eyes and act

Married to the massive

Mysticism of stone，

Which failure cannot cast down

Nor success make proud.