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关于著名英文诗歌篇一

Once in the 40's

by William Stafford

We were alone one night on a long

road in Montana. This was in winter， a big

night， far to the stars. We had hitched，

my wife and I， and left our ride at

a crossing to go on. Tired and cold but

brave—we trudged along. This， we said，

was our life， watched over， allowed to go

where we wanted. We said we'd come back some time

when we got rich. We'd leave the others and find

a night like this， whatever we had to give，

and no matter how far， to be so happy again

关于著名英文诗歌篇二

National Poetry Month

by Elaine Equi

When a poem speaks by itself，it has a spark

and can be considered part of a divine conversation.

Sometimes the poem weaves like a basket around two loaves of yellow bread.

"Break off a piece of this April with its raisin nipples，" it says.

"And chew them slowly under your pillow. You belong in bed with me."

On the other hand，when a poem speaks in the voice of a celebrity

it is called television or a movie. "There is nothing to see，"

say Robert De Niro，though his poem bleeds all along the edges

like a puddle crudely outlined with yellow tape

at the crime scene of spring.

"It is an old poem，" he adds.

"And besides，I was very young when I made it."

关于著名英文诗歌篇三

On Translation

by Mónica de la Torre

Not to search for meaning， but to reedify a gesture， an intent.

As a translator， one grows attached to originals.

Seldom are choices so purposeful.

At midday， the translator meets with the poet at a café at the intersection

where for decades whores and cross-dressers have lined up at night for passers-by toperuse.

Not a monologue， but an implied conversation.

The translator's response is delayed.

The translator asks， the poet answers unrestrictedly.

Someone watches the hand movements that punctuate the flow of an incomprehensible dialogue.

They're speaking about the poet's disillusionment with Freud.

One after another， vivid descriptions of the poet's dreams begin to pour out of his mouth.

There's no signal of irony in his voice.

Nor a hint of astonishment， nor a suggestion of hidden meanings，

rather a belief in the detritus theory.

关于著名英文诗歌篇四

One First Try and then Another

by Brian Blanchfield

Careful， a night set on edge

the European tradition of virtuoso

and the raw desire to articulate.

I pushed them both backward on the bed in the end

and each played on， one first

try and then another.

Soft then on succession thought.

The instrument all torso is loved where are held

fitting the flown down housemartin with a reed

or belying midway uncertainty

in tandem the hands， and acts adolescent.

A natural vaults a natural

development， his farther back barn jacket

American and strewn as if spare.

Thought soft the crescendo all along

saws， neither stroke inward or from the heart

except it begins unbecoming

building in roomy youth.

We have our no， libido， go.

Then all limbs arms and loudly I don't want to

play down the skillless touch

关于著名英文诗歌篇五

Natural Causes

by Mark Cox

Because my son saw the round hay bales——

1200 pounds apiece， shrink-wrapped in white plastic——

lining the fields，

we have had to search all evening

for marshmallows.

Two stores were out. Another

had one stale and shrunken bag.

The fourth had three bags， but no wood for fire，

so we went back to the first.

And I needed newspaper to start the kindling，

which is how I know Earl Softy died Monday，

at home， in his sleep， of natural causes. So rarely

we know how we know what we know.

Don't turn the page. Sit with us awhile，

here by the fire in New Hampshire.

Have a marshmallow.

Because my wife and I love each other

and wanted something of， and more than， ourselves;

because my little son has imagined heaven in the pasture land，

even death tastes sweet