經(jīng)典詩歌欣賞:Dora Diller

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          經(jīng)典詩歌欣賞:Dora Diller

            詩歌欣賞:Dora Diller

          經(jīng)典詩歌欣賞:Dora Diller

            by Jack Prelutsky

            "My stomach's full of butterflies!"

            lamented Dora Diller.

            Her mother sighed. "That's no surprise,

            you ate a caterpillar!"

            詩歌欣賞:Dream and Poem

            All are common experiences,

            All are ordinary images,

            Once they happen to come into dreams,

            What novelties they can make!

            All are ordinary feelings,

            All are common words,

            Once a poet happens to catch them,

            What magic poetry they can create!

            One never knows how strong is the wine

            Until drunk,

            One never knows how deep is the feeling

            Until loved,

            You are not able to write my poems,

            As I cannot dream your dreams.

            夢與詩

            都是平常經(jīng)驗(yàn),

            都是平常影象,

            偶然涌到夢中來,

            變幻出多少新奇花樣!

            都是平常情感,

            都是平常言語,

            偶然碰著個(gè)詩人,

            變幻出多少新奇詩句!

            醉過才知酒濃,

            愛過才知情重,

            你不能做我的詩,

            正如我不能做你的夢!

            詩歌欣賞:Drinking With Someone In The

            As the two of us drink

            together, while mountain

            flowers blossom beside, we

            down one cup after the other

            until I am drunk and sleepy

            so that you better go!

            Tomorrow if you feel like it

            do come and bring your lute

            along with you!

            詩歌欣賞:Done With

            by Ann Stanford

            My house is torn down——

            Plaster sifting, the pillars broken,

            Beams jagged, the wall crushed by the bulldozer.

            The whole roof has fallen

            On the hall and the kitchen

            The bedrooms, the parlor.

            They are trampling the garden——

            My mother's lilac, my father's grapevine,

            The freesias, the jonquils, the grasses.

            Hot asphalt goes down

            Over the torn stems, and hardens.

            What will they do in springtime

            Those bulbs and stems groping upward

            That drown in earth under the paving,

            Thick with sap, pale in the dark

            As they try the unrolling of green.

            May they double themselves

            Pushing together up to the sunlight,

            May they break through the seal stretched above them

            Open and flower and cry we are living.

            詩歌欣賞:Carentan O Carentan

            by Louis Simpson

            Trees in the old days used to stand

            And shape a shady lane

            Where lovers wandered hand in hand

            Who came from Carentan.

            This was the shining green canal

            Where we came two by two

            Walking at combat-interval.

            Such trees we never knew.

            The day was early June, the ground

            Was soft and bright with dew.

            Far away the guns did sound,

            But here the sky was blue.

            The sky was blue, but there a smoke

            Hung still above the sea

            Where the ships together spoke

            To towns we could not see.

            Could you have seen us through a glass

            You would have said a walk

            Of farmers out to turn the grass,

            Each with his own hay-fork.

            The watchers in their leopard suits

            Waited till it was time,

            And aimed between the belt and boot

            And let the barrel climb.

            I must lie down at once, there is

            A hammer at my knee.

            And call it death or cowardice,

            Don't count again on me.

            Everything's all right, Mother,

            Everyone gets the same

            At one time or another.

            It's all in the game.

            I never strolled, nor ever shall,

            Down such a leafy lane.

            I never drank in a canal,

            Nor ever shall again.

            There is a whistling in the leaves

            And it is not the wind,

            The twigs are falling from the knives

            That cut men to the ground.

            Tell me, Master-Sergeant,

            The way to turn and shoot.

            But the Sergeant's silent

            That taught me how to do it.

            O Captain, show us quickly

            Our place upon the map.

            But the Captain's sickly

            And taking a long nap.

            Lieutenant, what's my duty,

            My place in the platoon?

            He too's a sleeping beauty,

            Charmed by that strange tune.

            Carentan O Carentan

            Before we met with you

            We never yet had lost a man

            Or known what death could do.

            詩歌欣賞:Elegy on Thyrza

            AND thou art dead as young and fair

            As aught of mortal birth;

            And form so soft and charms so rare

            Too soon return'd to Earth!

            Though Earth received them in her bed

            And o'er the spot the crowd may tread

            In carelessness or mirth

            There is an eye which could not brook

            A moment on that grave to look.

            I will not ask where thou liest low

            Nor gaze upon the spot;

            There flowers or weeds at will may grow

            So I behold them not:

            It is enough for me to prove

            That what I loved and long must love

            Like common earth can rot;

            To me there needs no stone to tell

            'Tis Nothing that I loved so well.

            Yet did I love thee to the last

            As fervently as thou

            Who didst not change through all the past

            And canst not alter now.

            The love where Death has set his seal

            Nor age can chill nor rival steal

            Nor falsehood disavow;

            And what were worse thou canst not see

            Or wrong or change or fault in me.

            The better days of life were ours

            The worst can be but mine;

            The sun that cheers the storm that lours

            Shall never more be thine.

            The silence of that dreamless sleep

            I envy now too much to weep;

            Nor need I to repine

            That all those charms have pass'd away

            I might have watch'd through long decay.

            The flower in ripen'd bloom unmatch'd

            Must fall the earliest prey;

            Though by no hand untimely snatch'd.

            The leaves must drop away.

            And yet it were a greater grief

            To watch it withering leaf by leaf

            Than see it pluck'd to-day;

            Since earthly eye but ill can bear

            To trace the change to foul from fair.

            I know not if I could have borne

            To see thy beauties fade;

            The night that follow'd such a morn

            Had worn a deeper shade.

            Thy day without a cloud hath pass'd

            And thou wert lovely to the last

            Extinguish'd not decay'd;

            As stars that shoot along the sky

            Shine brightest as they fall from high.

            As once I wept if I could weep

            My tears might well be shed

            To think I was not near to keep

            One vigil o'er thy bed—

            To gaze how fondly! on thy face

            To fold thee in a faint embrace

            Uphold thy drooping head

            And show that love however vain

            Nor thou nor I can feel again.

            Yet how much less it were to gain

            Though thou hast left me free

            The loveliest things that still remain

            Than thus remember thee!

            The all of thine that cannot die

            Through dark and dread eternity

            Returns again to me

            And more thy buried love endears

            Than aught except its living years.

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