洛威尔诗歌阅读：The Dinner-Party

洛威尔诗歌阅读：The Dinner-Party

学习啦在线学习网 　　艾米·洛威尔，美国诗人，她的第一部诗集是《多彩玻璃顶》。1913年她在实验性的意象派运动中脱颖而出，并继埃兹拉·庞德之后而成为该运动的领袖人物。她运用“自由韵律散文”和自由诗的形式进行创作，被称为“无韵之韵”。下面学习啦小编为大家带来艾米·洛威尔经典诗歌：The Dinner-Party，欢迎大家阅读!

　　Fish

学习啦在线学习网 　　"So . . ." they said,

　　With their wine-glasses delicately poised,

学习啦在线学习网 　　Mocking at the thing they cannot understand.

学习啦在线学习网 　　"So . . ." they said again,

　　Amused and insolent.

　　The silver on the table glittered,

　　And the red wine in the glasses

　　Seemed the blood I had wasted

学习啦在线学习网 　　In a foolish cause.

　　Game

　　The gentleman with the grey-and-black whiskers

　　Sneered languidly over his quail.

　　Then my heart flew up and laboured,

　　And I burst from my own holding

学习啦在线学习网 　　And hurled myself forward.

　　With straight blows I beat upon him,

　　Furiously, with red-hot anger, I thrust against him.

学习啦在线学习网 　　But my weapon slithered over his polished surface,

　　And I recoiled upon myself,

学习啦在线学习网 　　Panting.

　　Drawing-Room

　　In a dress all softness and half-tones,

学习啦在线学习网 　　Indolent and half-reclined,

　　She lay upon a couch,

　　With the firelight reflected in her jewels.

　　But her eyes had no reflection,

学习啦在线学习网 　　They swam in a grey smoke,

学习啦在线学习网 　　The smoke of smouldering ashes,

　　The smoke of her cindered heart.

　　Coffee

学习啦在线学习网 　　They sat in a circle with their coffee-cups.

　　One dropped in a lump of sugar,

　　One stirred with a spoon.

学习啦在线学习网 　　I saw them as a circle of ghosts

　　Sipping blackness out of beautiful china,

学习啦在线学习网 　　And mildly protesting against my coarseness

　　In being alive.

　　Talk

学习啦在线学习网 　　They took dead men's souls

　　And pinned them on their breasts for ornament;

学习啦在线学习网 　　Their cuff-links and tiaras

　　Were gems dug from a grave;

　　They were ghouls battening on exhumed thoughts;

　　And I took a green liqueur from a servant

　　So that he might come near me

学习啦在线学习网 　　And give me the comfort of a living thing.

　　Eleven O'Clock

　　The front door was hard and heavy,

学习啦在线学习网 　　It shut behind me on the house of ghosts.

　　I flattened my feet on the pavement

学习啦在线学习网 　　To feel it solid under me;

　　I ran my hand along the railings

学习啦在线学习网 　　And shook them,

　　And pressed their pointed bars

　　Into my palms.

　　The hurt of it reassured me,

学习啦在线学习网 　　And I did it again and again

　　Until they were bruised.

　　When I woke in the night

　　I laughed to find them aching,

　　For only living flesh can suffer.