爱华网古今中外,对于诗歌的研究从未间断,我们在研究的过程中发现诗歌的美,同时又在前人研究的基础上创造出更好的诗歌作品。下面是小编带来的经典优美的英文诗朗诵，欢迎阅读!
经典优美的英文诗朗诵篇一
One of the Lives
by W. S. Merwin
If I had not met the red-haired boy whose father
had broken a leg parachuting into Provence
to join the resistance in the final stage of the war
and so had been killed there as the Germans were moving north
out of Italy and if the friend who was with him
as he was dying had not had an elder brother
who also died young quite differently in peacetime
leaving two children one of them with bad health
who had been kept out of school for a whole year by an illness
and if I had written anything else at the top
of the examination form where it said college
of your choice or if the questions that day had been
put differently and if a young woman in Kittanning
had not taught my father to drive at the age of twenty
so that he got the job with the pastor of the big church
in Pittsburgh where my mother was working and if
my mother had not lost both parents when she was a child
so that she had to go to her grandmother's in Pittsburgh
I would not have found myself on an iron cot
with my head by the fireplace of a stone farmhouse
that had stood empty since some time before I was born
I would not have travelled so far to lie shivering
with fever though I was wrapped in everything in the house
nor have watched the unctuous doctor hold up his needle
at the window in the rain light of October
I would not have seen through the cracked pane the darkening
valley with its river sliding past the amber mountains
nor have wakened hearing plums fall in the small hour
thinking I knew where I was as I heard them fall
经典优美的英文诗朗诵篇二
One of the Monkeys
by Nicholas Johnson
I'm one of the monkeys they've got typing
in a room full of monkeys. It's a play
Shakespeare wrote back in the old days
they want us to write again. So we're writing
a play we never read. They keep inviting
strangers to watch us and the strangers say：
"They wrote 'to be or nutti to be'!" They stay
too long if we write something exciting
but the bananas flow like wine. We know
it's a crazy， morbid， ranting play， a stew
full of murder， love， but with a noble feel.
Shocked， I see hack monkeys come and monkeys go.
One keeper killed my father. What should I do?
I'm watching him. My teeth are as sharp as steel.
经典优美的英文诗朗诵篇三
Navigating in the Dark
by Erik Campbell
Papua， Indonesia
In this mining town in Papua the electricity Has a habit of giving up at night， and this
Is a miracle of modern stasis， a secular Shabbat，Reminding us of what is expendable， of how so few
Of us ever truly experience the dark. We are amazed，My wife and I， with the heavy darkness
Of the no moon jungle， insect sounds lacerating All illusions of silent places. “It‘s so absolute，”
My wife says， and I like to think she means More than the darkness; the naked places
Of ourselves we dress in sunlight， lamps，And recorded music like antithetical
Blanche DeBois‘s fearing a different sort Of scrutiny. “We could pretend it’s 1940，”
I say， “put a Jack Benny tape on the short wave And drink coffee， light candles.” She suggests
A walk outside instead， where there are dozens Of others already out on paths bounded by jungle，
Stepping small and laughing loudly through various Uncertainties; flashlights as eyes， ears like animals‘。
Soon we are trying only to remember not to disappear Altogether; everything is so absolutely， so darkly possible.
