关于爱情的著名英文诗

2017-05-12

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关于爱情的著名英文诗篇一

Mirabeau Bridge

by Guillaume Apollinaire (Translated by Donald Revell)

Under Mirabeau Bridge the river slips away

And lovers

Must I be reminded

Joy came always after pain

The night is a clock chiming

The days go by not I

We're face to face and hand in hand

While under the bridges

Of embrace expire

Eternal tired tidal eyes

The night is a clock chiming

The days go by not I

Love elapses like the river

Love goes by

Poor life is indolent

And expectation always violent

The night is a clock chiming

The days go by not I

The days and equally the weeks elapse

The past remains the past

Love remains lost

Under Mirabeau Bridge the river slips away

The night is a clock chiming

The days go by not I

关于爱情的著名英文诗篇二

Minor Miracle

by Marilyn Nelson

Which reminds me of another knock-on-wood

memory. I was cycling with a male friend,

through a small midwestern town. We came to a 4-way

stop and stopped, chatting. As we started again,

a rusty old pick-up truck, ignoring the stop sign,

hurricaned past scant inches from our front wheels.

My partner called, "Hey, that was a 4-way stop!"

The truck driver, stringy blond hair a long fringe

under his brand-name beer cap, looked back and yelled,

"You fucking niggers!"

And sped off.

My friend and I looked at each other and shook our heads.

We remounted our bikes and headed out of town.

We were pedaling through a clear blue afternoon

between two fields of almost-ripened wheat

bordered by cornflowers and Queen Anne's lace

when we heard an unmuffled motor, a honk-honking.

We stopped, closed ranks, made fists.

It was the same truck. It pulled over.

A tall, very much in shape young white guy slid out:

greasy jeans, homemade finger tattoos, probably

a Marine Corps boot-camp footlockerful

of martial arts techniques.

"What did you say back there!" he shouted.

My friend said, "I said it was a 4-way stop.

You went through it."

"And what did I say?" the white guy asked.

"You said: 'You fucking niggers.'"

The afternoon froze.

"Well," said the white guy,

shoving his hands into his pockets

and pushing dirt around with the pointed toe of his boot,

"I just want to say I'm sorry."

He climbed back into his truck and drove away

关于爱情的著名英文诗篇三

Miracle Ice Cream

by Adrienne Rich

Miracle's truck comes down the little avenue,

Scott Joplin ragtime strewn behind it like pearls,

and, yes, you can feel happy

with one piece of your heart.

Take what's still given: in a room's rich shadow

a woman's breasts swinging lightly as she bends.

Early now the pearl of dusk dissolves.

Late, you sit weighing the evening news,

fast-food miracles, ghostly revolutions,

the rest of your heart.

关于爱情的著名英文诗篇四

Misconceptions of Childhoodby Celia Bland

My father was a sidewise Jack,

always in profile, a hand on his rod.

His pack was a Destroyer, said my mother,

where he played ping-pong on

the deck, two fingers flat on his spade.

I saw his photo: a big-bellied dick

in a tailor-made sailor suit.

"Bye-Bye!" he waved, and out I

sprang, strong enough

to shove all the drawers shut.

My teeth took root. White

stalagmites, their stems sunk inward

and rotted. Biting strawberries,

they sheared unripe heads from

luscious tips.

The leaves caused a rash.

My mouth's toes, St. Theresa,

grind with your hips

when you close your eyes. Sex is

sacred, you say.

Leaving me, to prove it.

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