经典的英文简单诗歌赏析

经典的英文简单诗歌赏析

导读：我根据大家的需要整理了一份关于《经典的英文简单诗歌赏析》的内容，具体内容：有很多人喜欢看诗歌，那么英语诗歌呢，下面就给大家分享一下英语诗歌，有机会一起阅读吧Making a FistFor the first time， on the ro...

有很多人喜欢看诗歌，那么英语诗歌呢，下面就给大家分享一下英语诗歌，有机会一起阅读吧

Making a Fist

For the first time， on the road north of Tampico，

I felt the life sliding out of me，

a drum in the desert， harder and harder to hear.

I was seven， I lay in the car

watching palm trees swirl a sickening pattern past the glass.

My stomach was a melon split wide inside my skin.

"How do you know if you are going to die?"

I begged my mother.

We had been traveling for days.

With strange confidence she answered，

"When you can no longer make a fist."

Years later I smile to think of that journey，

the borders we must cross separately，

stamped with our unanswerable woes.

I who did not die， who am still living，

still lying in the backseat behind all my questions，

clenching and opening one small hand.

Man and Wife

Tamed by Miltown， we lie on Mothers bed;

the rising sun in war paint dyes us red;

in broad daylight her gilded bed-posts shine，

abandoned， almost Dionysian.

At last the trees are green on Marlborough Street，

blossoms on our magnolia ignite

the morning with their murderous five days white.

All night Ive held your hand，

as if you had

a fourth time faced the kingdom of the mad

its hackneyed speech， its homicidal eye

and dragged me home alive. . . .Oh my Petite，

clearest of all Gods creatures， still all air and nerve：

you were in our twenties， and I，

once hand on glass

and heart in mouth，

outdrank the Rahvs in the heat

of Greenwich Village， fainting at your feet

too boiled and shy

and poker-faced to make a pass，

while the shrill verve

of your invective scorched the traditional South.

Now twelve years later， you turn your back.

Sleepless， you hold

your pillow to your hollows like a child;

your old-fashioned tirade

loving， rapid， merciless

breaks like the Atlantic Ocean on my head.

Mama, Come Back

Mama， come back.

Why did you leave

now that I am learning you?

The landlady next door

how she apologizes

for my rough brown skin

to her tenant from Hong Kong

as if I were her daughter，

as if she were you.

How do I say I miss you

your scolding

your presence

your roast loin of pork

more succulent， more tender

than any hotel chefs?

The fur coat you wanted

making you look like a polar bear

and the mink-trimmed coat

I once surprised you

on Christmas morning.

Mama， how you said "importment"

for important，

your gold tooth flashing

an insecurity you dared not bare，

wanting recognition

simply as eating noodles

and riding in a motor car

to the supermarket

the movie theater

adorned in your gold and jade

as if all your jewelry

confirmed your identity

a Chinese woman in America.

How you said "you better"

always your last words

glazed through your dark eyes

following me fast as you could

one November evening in New York City

how I thought "Hello， Dolly!"

showed you an America

you never saw.

How your fear of being alone

kept me dutiful in body

resentful in mind.

How my fear of being single

kept me

from moving out.

How I begged your forgiveness

after that one big fight

how I wasnt wrong

but needed you to love me

as warmly as you hugged strangers.

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