超级经典的英文诗歌欣赏
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诗歌是人类的语言瑰宝,可以提高人的精神修养、艺术修养和语言修养。学习啦小编整理了超级经典的英文诗歌，欢迎阅读!
超级经典的英文诗歌篇一
Stone Bird
by Pattiann Rogers
I remember you. You‘re the one
who lifted your ancient bones
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rising from its own mold， became
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You‘re the one who， though marble，
floated as beautifully as a white
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who， though skeletal and particled
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of cut crystal in the icy trees.
You are redbird—sandstone
wings and agate eyes—at dusk.
You are greybird—polished granite
and pearl eyes—just before dawn，
midnight bird with a reflective
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of pure obsidian.
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to that river from the heavens，
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holy message needed. You were alabaster
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from your prison pedestal
in the garden beneath the lime tree.
At that moment your ghost
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regality of the forest with light，
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with the crosswinds of the sea.
I remember you. You‘re the one
who entered in through my death
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and you were the sound of the serenade
being sung outside for me， the words
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超级经典的英文诗歌篇二
Such a Good Dancer
学习啦在线学习网 by Douglas Goetsch
学习啦在线学习网 Desperate to be part of the night，
we jerked like a bunch of spazzes
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Randi Muelbach kept remarking
You're such a good dancer!
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学习啦在线学习网 saggy ass. My boogying was a sort
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my plastic cup of grain alcohol level.
I had perfected the arm that remained still，
kept it out like a bird feeder. Randi
glued elbows to waist and swung
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Her perfume was foul swamp flowers.
From the futon on her floor I watched
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Fat and sadly flat-chested，
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wheels of a Volkswagen buckle with a load.
Disgusted with myself——two years
in college and still a virgin——I would
stick my dick in a girl and end that.
As she stepped out of her underwear
I said， After tonight I don't want us
to ever talk again. OK?
That's what I said.
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Sure， like it was nothing.
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and was losing her hair， was getting banged
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sometimes I heard the night as one fuck
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who kept whispering in my ear
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超级经典的英文诗歌篇三
Summer Holiday
by Robinson Jeffers
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bronze
And the iron age; iron the unstable metal;
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Roots will not pierce the heaps for a time， kind rains
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学习啦在线学习网 Then nothing will remain of the iron age
学习啦在线学习网 And all these people but a thigh-bone or so， a poem
学习啦在线学习网 Stuck in the world's thought， splinters of glass
学习啦在线学习网 In the rubbish dumps， a concrete dam far off in the
mountain……
超级经典的英文诗歌篇四
Suicide of a Moderate Dictator
by Elizabeth Bishop
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学习啦在线学习网 leak from the dangling telephone earphones
sapping the festooned switchboards' strength;
fall from the windows， blow from off the sills，
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crocking the way the unfocused photographs
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学习啦在线学习网 our tropical-wight coats， like slapped-at moths.
Today's a day when those who work
are idling. Those who played must work
and hurry， too， to get it downe，
with little dignity or none.
The newspapers are sold; the kiosk shutters
crash down. But anyway， in the night
the headlines wrote themselves， see， on the streets
and sidewalks everywhere; a sediment's splashed
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This is a day that's beautiful as well，
warm and clear. At seven o'clock I saw
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学习啦在线学习网 as usual， in a shiny gray-green dawn，
leaving their paw prints draining in the wet.
学习啦在线学习网 The line of breakers was steady and the pinkish，
segmented rainbow steadily hung above it.
At eight， two little boys were flying kites.
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