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1、最新优美的英语诗【关于优美的英语诗阅读】诗歌是一种典型的文学形式,它既属于文学,又是一种艺术。下面是小编带来的关于优美的英语诗阅读，欢迎阅读!关于优美的英语诗阅读篇一Nigger lipson each fore armby Martín EspadaNiggerlips was the high school name for me.So called by Douglasthe car mechanic， with green tattooson each forearm，and the choir of round pink facesthat grinned delici

2、ouslyfrom the back row of classrooms，droned over by teacherschecking attendance too slowly.Douglas would bragabout cruising his carnear sidewalks of black childrento point an unloaded gun，to scare niggerslike crows off a tree，he'd say.My great-grandfather Luiswas un negrito too，a shoemaker in th

3、e coffee hillsof Puerto Rico， 1900.The family called him a secretand kept no photograph.My father remembersthe childhood white powderthat failed to bleachhis stubborn copper skin，and the family sayshe is still a fly in milk.So Niggerlips has the mouthof his great-grandfather，the song he must have su

4、ngas he pounded the leather and nails，the heat that courses through copper，the stubbornness of a fly in milk，and all you have， Douglas，is that unloaded gun.关于优美的英语诗阅读篇二Next Door weighted by yesterday snowby Joan Selinger SidneyOaks drag alongside the road，weighted by yesterday‘s snow.There&lsq

5、uo;s Frauka walking alone，the hood of her parkasnow-lit against the trees.I pull over. How is he? But beforeI can answer， I see them lastsummer： Frauka， and Fatherleaning on Mother， wanting to believeher will can make him well.Sitting on the lawn，pretending to read， I am unableto tell them， My legs

6、won‘t walk.Go on without me.Eleven years I‘ve protected them—Holocaust survivors—by not namingmy disease. Wishing them deadbefore they‘d see me in a wheelchair.Frauka whispers， My younger brotherdied one day before your father.Tears rim her eyes， her slimbody shivers in

7、 the wind.For a moment we are closerin our sorrow than we‘ve ever been.关于优美的英语诗阅读篇三Nearing Autobiographyby Pattiann RogersThose are my bones riftedand curled， knees to chin，among the rocks on the beach，my hands splayed beneath my skullin the mud. Those are my ribbones resting like white sticks

8、wracked on the bank， laid down，delivered， rubbed cleanby river and snow.Ethereal as seedless weedsin dim sun and frost， I seemy own bones translucent as locusthusks， light as spider bones，as filled with light as lanternbones when the candle flames.And I see my bones， facile，willing， rolling and clac

9、king，reveling like broken shellsamong themselves in a tumbling surf.I recognize them， no other's，raggedly patterned and wrought，peeled as a skeleton of sycamoreagainst gray skies， stiff as a fallenspruce. I watch them floatingat night， identical lake sliversflush against the same star bonesdrifting in scattered pieces above.Everything I assemble， allthe constructions I have renderedare the metal and dust of my lockedand storied bones. My bald craniumshines blind as the moon.看了“关于优美的英语诗阅读”的人还看了：1.经典优美的英文诗句阅读2.最经典优美的英文诗摘抄3.简短优美的英语诗歌阅读4.优美简单经典的英语诗5.关于英语优美诗歌阅读第 4 页 共 4 页