英语诗歌大全

The West Village by then was changing； before long the rundown brownstones at its farthest edge would have slipped into trendier hands. She lived， imp...

This evening， I sat by an open window and read till the light was gone and the book was no more than a part of the darkness. I could easily have switc...

A hand is not four fingers and a thumb. Nor is it palm and knuckles， not ligaments or the fat's yellow pillow， not tendons， star of the wristbone，...

Begun under the bed of the poorest shanty It ran through the mattress and suffered the chinches And it ran through the veins of the farmer and his wif...

Not， exactly， green： closer to bronze preserved in kind brine， something retrieved from a Greco-Roman wreck， patinated and oddly muscular. We cannot k...

Man looking into the sea， taking the view from those who have as much right to it as you have to yourself， it is human nature to stand in the middle o...

New York will not accept me at this weight & Mothers of the disappeared don‘t come ’round Here anymore. I said you‘re housekeepi...

"Sleeping so？ Thou hast forgotten me， Akhilleus. Never was I uncared for in life but am in death. Accord me burial in all haste： let me pass the ...

The police set about their work so tenderly！ Like dolls built to simulate laughter. Like bells， they watch the space between themselves， not us. Its m...

The dwarf pine on marsh grounds holds its head up： a dark rag. But what you see is nothing compared to the roots， the widening， secretly groping， deat...