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关于有名的英文诗歌篇一

No. 101

by Gaius Valerius Catullus

Translated by Charles Martin

Driven across many nations， across many oceans，

I am here， my brother， for this final parting，

to offer at last those gifts which the dead are given

and to speak in vain to your unspeaking ashes，

since bitter fortune forbids you to hear me or answer，

O my wretched brother， so abruptly taken!

But now I must celebrate grief with funeral tributes

offered the dead in the ancient way of the fathers;

accept these presents， wet with my brotherly tears， and

now & forever， my brother， hail & farewell

关于有名的英文诗歌篇二

No Place Like Home

by Stephen Cushman

My ocean's the one bad weather blows out to.

To face the other， waves all driven

by prevailing winds， I have to turn

my back on my family. May they forgive

this westward spree， my losing my head

to ravens that ride the thermals in circles，

to the shrub-covered bluffs of coastal scrub

and chaparral， to coons in the avocado trees;

may they not worry that I see signs

warning Great White Shark Area，

Rutting Elk May Be Aggressive，

and Hazardous Surf， or that one night two

quick earthquakes burped through the ground;

and may they repeat， when I return

slightly burned from the land of poppies，

all the lessons they ever taught me

about odination in the ordinary

关于有名的英文诗歌篇三

Nocturne: Georgia Coast

by Daniel Whitehead Hicky

The shrimping boats are late today;

The dusk has caught them cold.

Swift darkness gathers up the sun，

And all the beckoning gold

That guides them safely into port

Is lost beneath the tide.

Now the lean moon swings overhead，

And Venus， salty-eyed.

They will be late an hour or more，

The fishermen， blaming dark's

Swift mischief or the stubborn sea，

But as their lanterns' sparks

Ride shoreward at the foam's white rim，

Until they reach the pier

I cannot say if their catch is shrimp，

Or fireflies burning clear

关于有名的英文诗歌篇四

Orion

by James Longenbach

Stars rising like something said， something never

To be forgotten， shining forever look

How still they are.

Blind hunter crawling

Toward sunrise， then healed.

He opened his eyes to find her waiting

Afraid and together they traveled

Lightly： requiring nothing

But a sense that the road beneath them stretched

Forever. At the edge

He entered the water， swam so far

That he became a speck： his body

Washed ashore， then raised to where we see it now

The belt， the worn-out sword. I'm not Afraid

Except that there is nothing beneath us，

No ground without fear. The body vulnerable

You can look at me

The body still now， never

Changing， rising forever stay

Like something said

关于有名的英文诗歌篇五

osculation for easter flower

by Sandra Miller

if we weren't made of soot which we highly suspected/respected

in her garden she had no garden

we did not love her we did not let her picture fall from our wall

forgive & foment no one kissed me where

like bad jewels good black dirt

what song can't do & does magnificent thumper in the wild

'the secret blackness of milk' 'sordid intimacy of the abyss'

when it became a corolla flickers

you are like an angel yelling for

attention still more still

my lamentation is as perfect an almond a shell

her eyes an altitude amnesic lover

gathered her skirts to the blond chapel

altarbirds follow us herehere herehere