有關經典的英文詩句精選

　　英語詩歌因其節奏、思想意義及藝術價值,在英語教學中佔有一席之地。小編整理了有關經典的英文詩句，歡迎閱讀!

　　有關經典的英文詩句篇一

　　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.

　　有關經典的英文詩句篇二

　　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.

　　有關經典的英文詩句篇三

　　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.

　　有關經典的英文詩句篇四

　　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.

　　有關經典的英文詩句篇五

　　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?