现代英语诗歌

她走在美的光彩中 George Gordon Byron SHE walks in beauty like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies And all that's best of dark and bright Meets in her aspect and her eyes; Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which Heaven to gaudy day denies. One shade the more one ray the less Had half impair'd the nameless grace Which waves in every raven tress Or softly lightens o'er her face Where thoughts serenely sweet express How pure how dear their dwelling-place. And on that cheek and o'er that brow So soft so calm yet eloquent The smiles that win the tints that glow But tell of days in goodness spent， A mind at peace with all below A heart whose love is innocent. 乔治•戈登•拜伦 她走在美的光彩中 一 她走在美的光彩中，象夜晚 皎洁无云而且繁星漫天； 明与暗的最美妙的色泽 在她的仪容和秋波里呈现： 耀目的白天只嫌光太强， 它比那光亮柔和而幽暗。 二 增加或减少一份明与暗 就会损害这难言的美。 美波动在她乌黑的发上， 或者散布淡淡的光辉 在那脸庞，恬静的思绪 指明它的来处纯洁而珍贵。 三 呵，那额际，那鲜艳的面颊， 如此温和，平静，而又脉脉含情， 那迷人的微笑，那容颜的光彩， 都在说明一个善良的生命： 她的头脑安于世间的一切， 她的心充溢着真纯的爱情！

作为人类情感表达的艺术形式,诗歌的语言清新含蓄,深受人们喜爱。英文诗歌是英语民族的 文化 瑰宝,具有其独特的感染力。下面是我带来的关于英语现代诗歌欣赏，欢迎阅读!关于英语现代诗歌欣赏篇一 Death,be not proud(Holy Sonnet10) by John Donne Death， be not proud， though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful， for thou are not so; For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow Die not， poor Death， nor yet canst thou kill me. From rest and sleep， which but thy pictures be， Much pleasure; then from thee much more must flow， And soonest our best men with thee do go， Rest of their bones， and soul's delivery. Thou'art slave to fate， chance， kings， and desperate men， And dost with poison， war， and sickness dwell， And poppy'or charms can make us sleep as well And better than thy stroke; why swell'st thou then? One short sleep past， we wake eternally， And death shall be no more; Death， thou shalt die. 关于英语现代诗歌欣赏篇二 Descriptions of Heaven and Hell by Mark Jarman The wave breaks And I'm carried into it. This is hell， I know， Yet my father laughs， Chest-deep， proving I'm wrong. We're safely rooted， Rocked on his toes. Nothing irked him more Than asking， "What is there Beyond death?" His theory once was That love greets you， And the loveless Don't know what to say. 关于英语现代诗歌欣赏篇三 Wedding the Lock smith’s Daug by Robin Robertson The slow-grained slide to embed the blade of the key is a sheathing， a gliding on graphite， pushing inside to find the ribs of the lock. Sunk home， the true key slots to its matrix; geared， tight-fitting， they turn together， shooting the spring-lock， throwing the bolt. Dactyls， iambics—— the clinch of words——the hidden couplings in the cased machine. A chime of sound on sound： the way the sung note snibs on meaning and holds. The lines engage and marry now， their bells are keeping time; the church doors close and open underground. 关于英语现代诗歌欣赏篇四 Directory of Obsolete Securities by Michael Teig I could stay here humming and amuse myself with the window. The lowing cows you cannot see. Another month I made up. Another asterisk. How I wrestle with the newspaper and other people's pillows. How I think of Albert， for he is like the names of the days. He walks the field kicking a potato， dreaming of casinos. His emissaries get lost in alleyways. His bridges crawl with teenagers. The phone rings， the sky tilts away. A whole migration of Albert under the office door. Albert is in the Otzal Alps. He sends postcards saying getting to Albert might be difficult. Airplanes fly over and that is useful. Albert is in the estuary. We sit on the porch sharing a swing. He is as loud as a rifle， over and over. He clears the fields of crows.