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優(yōu)秀經(jīng)典英語(yǔ)詩(shī)歌:The Liberal Arts
Alicia Ostriker
In mathematics they say the most beautiful solution is the correct one
In physics they say everything that can happen must happen
In history they say the more it changes the more it is the same
In astrophysics you take the long view
In chemistry you explode and blend, it is a bit like freestyle cooking, the
Yiddish term would be: you potschke
In biology you smell the flowers, the enticing flowers, and you play with mice,
and you write grant proposals
In jurisprudence they say there is no justice
In philosophy they say there is no truth
In literary studies they say everybody come along be ironic now
Business school we systematize the competitive strategies we learned in the
sandbox
Engineering moves us firmly into manhood, we grip the material world in our
fists
Computer science assists us toward the goal of replacing our species with a
new, improved, more efficient form of life, based in electronics instead of carbon --
many of us
are rushing to transform ourselves as quickly as possible
Religion is still hot
People keep plunging passionately into and out of it at the usual brisk rate
Geography suggests the future dominance of North America by Spanish-
speaking people
but it does not say when; geology looks stony, takes the long view
Music bridges mathematics, the soul of the universe, and my personal soul
Visual art is the bridge between my bag of body and bones and stuff in the
painterly universe
Drama crosses this bridge on foot
In the novel they say omit nothing, harvest the entire goddamn world
In memoir they say the self is silently weeping, give it a tissue
In poetry they say the arrow may be blown off course by storm and returned
by miracle
優(yōu)秀經(jīng)典英語(yǔ)詩(shī)歌:The Unexpected
Thomas McCarthy
Early April suddenly ablaze and unexpected pear blossom
As rampant as de Chardin's sudden forms of life, as
Delicate as the lacquer-work left over from a raid
Of winter that scattered so many things since autumn -
You could hardly fathom what April brought in on the breeze,
What organic matter-of-fact things, what an impolite cascade
Of broken crockery in pink and green. It’s like that election
Heard in the distance, beyond the fat privet hedge,
An election that has set the traffic lights on edge
And caused this collision of ideas. From our quiet section
I can hear anxieties rolling in. But are these not the same as last
Time? Is she not the same? And he, is he not like a gardener
Gone berserk, flat cap askew, trying to make regular
What swarms; life itself, that is, now swarming on the grass?
優(yōu)秀經(jīng)典英語(yǔ)詩(shī)歌:Invitation
Midge Goldberg
You know the sort -- the postcard that gets stuck
between the ads for siding and the plea
for missing children, that you usually
toss out, another scrap for the garbage truck.
But, to your own surprise, one day you pluck
the yellow flyer out and go, and he
and you first meet, which just as easily
might not have happened, a simple case of luck:
enough to send you screaming to the skies
about the crazy vagaries of it all,
everything resting on a thing so small,
the million chances you don't recognize,
much less take, and then, the one you took --
the random blessedness of that one look.
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