關於美麗的英文詩歌欣賞

　　英語詩歌是英國文學的精粹,更是世界文學的瑰寶,集中體現了詩歌形式美與非形式美的高度統一併傳遞了詩歌的美學價值,給人以音樂美、視覺美、意象美。小編精心收集了關於美麗的英文詩歌，供大家欣賞學習!

　　關於美麗的英文詩歌篇1

　　The Philosopher in Florida

　　by C. Dale Young

　　Midsummer lies on this town

　　like a plague： locusts now replaced

　　by humidity， the bloodied Nile

　　now an algae-covered rivulet

　　struggling to find its terminus.

　　Our choice is a simple one：

　　to leave or to remain， to render

　　the Spanish moss a memory

　　or to pull it from trees， repeatedly.

　　And this must be what the young

　　philosopher felt， the pull of a dialectic so basic

　　the mind refuses， normally，

　　to take much notice of it.

　　Outside， beyond a palm-tree fence，

　　a flock of ibis mounts the air，

　　our concerns ignored

　　by their quick white wings.

　　Feathered flashes reflected in water，

　　the bending necks of the cattails：

　　the landscape feels nothing——

　　it repeats itself with or without us.

　　關於美麗的英文詩歌篇2

　　Cement Guitar

　　by Michael Carlson

　　All morning I've remembered St. Ignacio's bruise，

　　jaundiced seagulls over Quonset， November

　　and the gross white sky. Days so long

　　you walk home fifteen miles from the restaurant.

　　Same waitress every day of your life

　　and she never remembers your allergies.

　　Nothing on the map but scone crumbs

　　and a drop of tea. Just manifold food and a dead request

　　to bury the last of your seven receipts.

　　Mother of foster-wit， father of straw，

　　I can see how silence takes the place of those

　　who cut their thoughts in stone before they need them.

　　Stone is the past， and the past is a form of flattery.

　　Last winter， groups of children sent letters

　　in sadness for the late Christmas suicide.

　　Addressed to those who managed the fishery，

　　who named the docks and decided the colors of unfinished boats，

　　the only way to read them was alive.

　　To think out loud about those children's names

　　was to forget what you meant by dying.

　　關於美麗的英文詩歌篇3

　　Butterfly Catcher

　　by Tina Cane

　　In the Sixties

　　Nabokov switched

　　from ink to eraser-

　　topped pencil

　　on index cards a box

　　of cards for Ada a box

　　of cards for dreams

　　whose "curious features"

　　include "erotic tenderness

　　and heart-rending enchantment"

　　in one draft

　　he traded "stillness and heat"

　　for "silence， a burning"

　　so picture：

　　Vladimir seated

　　at the trunk of a tree

　　a spring day

　　at Wellesley where

　　he marvels at his students

　　and their cable-knit socks

　　the way each elastic

　　grips without binding

　　just below

　　the knee so exquisite

　　an application of pressure

　　that when said sock

　　is slowly

　　peeled off

　　the skin shows

　　no trace at all

　　關於美麗的英文詩歌篇4

　　The Nymph's Reply to the Shepherd

　　by Sir Walter Ralegh

　　If all the world and love were young，

　　And truth in every shepherd's tongue，

　　These pretty pleasures might me move

　　To live with thee and be thy love.

　　Time drives the flocks from field to fold

　　When rivers rage and rocks grow cold，

　　And Philomel becometh dumb;

　　The rest complains of cares to come.

　　The flowers do fade， and wanton fields

　　To wayward winter reckoning yields;

　　A honey tongue， a heart of gall，

　　Is fancy's spring， but sorrow's fall.

　　Thy gowns， thy shoes， thy beds of roses，

　　Thy cap， thy kirtle， and thy posies

　　Soon break， soon wither， soon forgotten——

　　In folly ripe， in reason rotten.

　　Thy belt of straw and ivy buds，

　　Thy coral clasps and amber studs，

　　All these in me no means can move

　　To come to thee and be thy love.

　　But could youth last and love still breed，

　　Had joys no date nor age no need，

　　Then these delights my mind might move

　　To live with thee and be thy love.