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在线视听:感受美国不一样的生活乐趣 |
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本文中您可享受到原滋远味的美国文化.如果您是一位喜欢诗的读者,那将更是幸运!您可结合录音和我们为您精心提供的文字材料,真实的感受到不一样的文化和情趣!
FIRST READER: Everything the Power of the World does is done in a circle. The sky is round, and I have heard that the earth is round like a ball, and so are all the stars. The wind, in its greatest power, whirls. Birds make their nests in circles, For theirs is the same religion as ours. The sun comes forth and goes down again in a circle. The moon does the same, And both are round. Even the seasons form a great circle in their changing, and always come back again to where they were. The life of man is a circle from childhood to childhood, and so it is in everything where power moves. (MUSIC) VOICE ONE: Our next poem chosen as one of Americans' favorites is by Rita Dove. She was the youngest person and the first African-American ever named Poet Laureate of the United States. She served from nineteen ninety-three to nineteen ninety-five. Rita Dove is a professor of English at the University of Virginia in Charlottesville. Many of her poems are based on the lives of her family, especially her grandparents. Dove often writes about the experience of being a mother, like in this poem, called "Daystar." SECOND READER: She wanted a little room for thinking: but she saw diapers steaming on the line, a doll slumped behind the door. So she lugged a chair behind the garage to sit out the children's naps. Sometimes there were things to watch – the pinched armor of a vanished cricket, a floating maple leaf. Other days she stared until she was assured when she closed her eyes she'd see only her own vivid blood. She had an hour, at best, before Liza appeared pouting from the top of the stairs. And just what was mother doing out back with the field mice? Why, building a palace. Later that night when Thomas rolled over and lurched into her, she would open her eyes and think of the place that was hers for an hour – where she was nothing, pure nothing, in the middle of the day. (MUSIC) VOICE ONE: Robert Frost was perhaps the most popular and beloved of twentieth century American poets. So it is not surprising that six of his poems are included in the book "Americans' Favorite Poems." He was awarded the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry four times. He often wrote about the land and people of the northeastern American states. His poems often combine images of nature with ideas about how to live one's life. This one is called "The Road Not Taken." It is one of his most famous poems. THIRD READER: Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that, the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I – I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference. (MUSIC) VOICE ONE: Langston Hughes published more than thirty books. He started with poetry and then expanded into novels, short stories, plays and personal memories. He was a leader of the Harlem Renaissance. This was the celebration of African-American literature, art and music in New York City in the nineteen twenties. He continued writing into the nineteen sixties. Hughes' work often spoke plainly about the difficult lives of black people living in big cities.
This poem is called "Mother to Son." FOURTH READER: Well son, I'll tell you: Life for me ain't been no crystal stair. It's had tacks in it, And splinters, And boards torn up, And places with no carpet on the floor – Bare. But all the time I'se been a-climbin' on, And reachin' landin's, And turnin' corners, And sometimes goin' in the dark Where there ain't been no light. So boy, don't you turn back. Don't you set down on the steps 'Cause you finds it's kinder hard. Don't you fall now – For I'se still goin', honey, I'se still climbin,' And life for me ain't been no crystal stair. (MUSIC) VOICE ONE: Edna Saint Vincent Millay's poetry is also included in "Americans' Favorite Poems." She lived during the first half of the twentieth century. She was the first woman to receive the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry, in nineteen twenty-three. She was also famous for the free way she lived her life and for her many lovers. Here is one of her poems about love, called "Sonnet Twenty-four." FIFTH READER: When you, that at this moment are to me Dearer than words on paper, shall depart, And be no more the warder of my heart, Whereof again myself shall hold the key; And bed no more – what now you seem to be – The sun, from which all excellences start In a round nimbus, nor a broken dart Of moonlight, even, splintered on the sea; I shall remember only of this hour – And weep somewhat, as now you see me weep – The pathos of your love, that, like a flower, Fearful of death yet amorous of sleep, Droops for a moment and beholds, dismayed, The wind whereon its petals shall be laid. (MUSIC) VOICE ONE: Our program was written by Shelley Gollust. It was produced by Caty Weaver. Our poetry readers were Doug Johnson, Pat Bodnar, Steve Ember, Shep O'Neal and Barbara Klein. I'm Faith Lapidus. You can read and listen to our programs at www.unsv.com. Listen again next week for This is America in VOA Special English. |
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