A COLLECTION OF GOOD WORDS
诗歌
Poetry
A poet looks at the world the way a man looks at a woman.
诗人看待世界的方式就像男人看待女人一样。
A beautiful line of verse has twelve feet, and two wings.
一首优美的诗有十二英尺和两个翅膀。
Saints have no moderation, nor do poets, just exuberance.
圣人没有节制，诗人也没有节制，只有丰富。
And to 'scape stormy days, I choose an everlasting night.
为了躲避暴风雨，我选择了一个永恒的夜晚。
My turn shall also come: I sense the spreading of a wing.
轮到我了。 我感觉到翅膀在伸展。
Summer night even the stars are whispering to each other.
夏夜，连星星都在窃窃私语。
Don't call my lyrics poetry. It's an insult to real poets.
别把我的歌词叫做诗歌。这是对真正诗人的侮辱。
You are lovely God has painted every feature of your soul.
你是可爱的，上帝已经描绘了你灵魂的每一个特征。
Poetry is about the grief. Politics is about the grievance.
诗歌是关于悲伤的。政治是关于不满的。
The novel is born of disillusionment; the poem, of despair.
小说产生于幻灭;这首诗，关于绝望。
Poetry is language at its most distilled and most powerful.
诗歌是一种最精练、最有力的语言。
There is no happiness like mine. I have been eating poetry.
没有比我更幸福的了。 我一直在欣赏诗歌。
KEEP EXPLORING
沿着这个主题，再读几句。
The sea waves stirred before me they dashed against the rocks like a mermaid rising from its depths curled white sea foam were her locks.
波浪在我面前翻腾着，冲击着岩石，像一条美人鱼从海的深处浮上来。
Poetry is not only a set of words which are chosen to relate to each other; it is something which goes much further than that to provide a glimpse of our vision of the world.
诗歌不仅仅是一组相互关联的词语;它远不止于此，它能让我们一瞥我们对世界的看法。
Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?
告诉我，你打算如何度过你这狂野而珍贵的一生?
Here lies one whose name was writ in water.
这里躺着一个名字写在水里的人。
Love is heavy and light, bright and dark, hot and cold, sick and healthy, asleep and awake- its everything except what it is!
爱是沉重而光明的，光明而黑暗的，热和冷的，生病而健康的，睡着和醒着的——除了它是什么，它是一切!
An age which is incapable of poetry is incapable of any kind of literature except the cleverness of a decadence.
一个不能写诗的时代，除了颓废者的聪明才智之外，什么文学也不能写。