Whitman (18 19- 1892), 1855, Leaves of Grass 1 came out, and * * * collected 12 poems. When the ninth edition was finally published, * * * collected 383 poems. The content of this poem almost covers the main ideas of the author's life and is one of the most important poems of the author. The artistic style of Whitman's poetry is quite different from that of traditional poetry. He loved Italian operas, speeches and surging waves all his life. Western scholars point out that this is the main source of Whitman's poetic rhythm. His poems profoundly influenced American poetry in the 20th century in terms of language and theme.
I heard America singing a silent and patient spider. Captain, my captain! In Louisiana, I saw an oak tree growing in tears. At night on the beach, I was enthusiastic and happy for an hour from the rolling sea of people. My own song (excerpt)
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I hear America singing.
I hear America singing, I hear all kinds of songs,
Those mechanical workers' songs, everyone sings his natural happiness and
Magnificent songs,
The carpenter measured his board or beam while singing.
The plasterer sings his songs when he is ready to start work or get off work.
The boatman sang his song on his boat, and the deck sailor sang it on the deck of the steamboat.
Song,
The shoemaker sits on the stool and sings, while the hatter stands and sings.
A woodcutter's song, a child pulling a farm animal on the road, in the early morning, lunch break or sunset.
Singing,
A mother or young wife is sweet at work, or a girl is sweet when sewing or washing clothes.
Beautiful singing,
Everyone sings a song that belongs to him or her instead of others.
Singing songs during the day-this group is strong and friendly at night.
Young man,
Just let go of their voices and sing their magnificent and sweet songs.
(translated by Zou Jiang)
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A silent and patient spider
A silent and patient spider,
I noticed that it stood alone on a small cape.
Notice how it looks at the emptiness around it,
It shoots silk, silk, silk, from its own small,
Silk blooms from the yarn and speeds up tirelessly.
And you, my soul, where are you standing,
Surrounded and isolated in the ocean of infinite space,
Constantly thinking, exploring, projecting, looking for places to connect,
Until you build the bridge you need, until you persevere,
Until the hairspring you throw is caught somewhere, my heart!
(translated by Bai Fei)
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Oh, captain, my captain!
Oh, captain, my captain! Our sinister voyage is over,
Our ship weathered the stormy waves safely, and the reward we sought has been won.
The port is not far away, I have heard the bell, and thousands of people are cheering and shouting.
We faced our boat and went home peacefully. Our ship is magnificent and brave.
But, heart! Heart! Heart!
Oh, red blood drops are flowing,
On the deck, lying my captain,
He fell, died, and cooled down.
Oh, captain, my captain! Get up, please listen to the bell,
Get up.-Standard, here you go.-Horn, here you go.
For you. The shore is crowded with people-countless bouquets, ribbons and wreaths for you.
For you, the bustling crowd are calling and turning their eager faces.
Here you are, captain! Dear father!
Under your head is my arm!
This is a dream on the deck,
You fell, you died, and you became cold.
Our captain didn't answer. His lips were pale and silent.
My father can't feel my arm, he has no pulse, no life,
Our ship has anchored safely, the voyage has been completed, and it is over.
The victorious ship returned from the sinister journey, and what we sought has been obtained.
Cheers. Oh, the coast! Ho, oh, Hong Zhong!
However, I moved my sad steps lightly.
On the deck, lying my captain,
He fell, died, and cooled down.
(translated by Jiang Feng)
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I saw an oak tree in Louisiana.
I saw an oak tree in Louisiana.
It stood alone, moss hanging from the branches,
Without any partners, it grows there and enters the dark green tree of joy.
Leaves,
Its bearing is rude, decent and robust, which reminds me of myself.
But I'm surprised how it can stand alone without friends around.
Become a happy leaf, because I know I can't do it,
So I broke a branch with some leaves on it and wrapped it with a branch.
Some moss,
Take it away from my sight and put it in my room.
I need not remind you, my dear friend.
Because I believe that my thoughts about them have overwhelmed me recently.
But this branch is still a beautiful symbol for me. This reminds me.
Masculine love;
Although, although this oak tree stands alone in a Liao Dynasty in Louisiana.
Shining in the vast sky,
There is not a friend or a couple nearby, but they keep coming in and giving joy all their lives.
Leaves,
I know I can't do it.
(translated by Bai Fei)
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tears
Tears! Tears! Tears!
Tears falling alone in the dark,
Drop, drop, drop on the pale coast, let the sand suck it away,
Tears, no stars, desolation and darkness,
Wet tears, falling from blindfolded eyes,
Ah, who is that ghost? The image of tears in the dark?
What are those people sitting on the beach with their heads in their arms?
Tears welled up, sobbed tears, the pain of being choked by crying,
Ah, the storm has taken shape, is rising, and is flying along the coast?
Ah, the gloomy and violent night rain, accompanied by the storm, ah, torrential and gloomy!
Ah, it's so calm and solemn during the day, with a serene appearance and even pace.
But when you get lost in the dark and no one sees you-ah,
At this time, the flood is like sea water, which contains infinity.
Tears! Tears! Tears!
(translated by Lin Yiliang)
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On the beach in the dark
On the beach in the dark,
A little girl is standing with her father.
Looking at the east, looking at the autumn sky.
From the dark sky,
The transparent sky stayed in the east for a long time.
When the dark clouds that bury everything fall in the dark,
Lower and lower, quickly swept down from above.
Jupiter, the huge and quiet main star, rose.
Near him, just above him,
The glittering and elegant Belliatus sister cluster.
On the beach, the little girl held her father's hand.
Seeing the clouds that bury everything, the momentum is overwhelming.
I want to swallow everything,
Sobbing silently.
Don't cry, son.
Don't cry, my baby,
Let me kiss your tears dry,
This terrible dark cloud will not last forever,
They won't occupy the sky for long, and devouring the stars is just an illusion.
Wait patiently, after one night, Jupiter will definitely appear again.
Belliatus constellation will also appear,
They are immortal, and all these gold and silver stars will
Re-glow,
Both the big star and the small star will glow again, and they will exist forever.
Both the big star and the small star will glow again, and they will exist forever.
The great immortal sun and the eternal meditative moon will be restored.
Glow.
So, dear child, are you still sad for Jupiter?
Are you just thinking about burying stars for dark clouds?
Some things,
I kiss you with my lips and tell you in a low voice,
I'll give you a hint. Let me tell you the questions and answer them. )
Some things are even more immortal than stars,
How many stars are buried, how many stars pass by day and night, never to return.
Don't return,)
Some things even last longer than shining Jupiter,
More than the sun or any orbiting satellite,
Or the shining Belliatus sister constellation, it will last longer!
(translated by Lin Yiliang)
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From the rolling crowd
From the rolling sea of people, a drop of water whispered to me:
"I love you and am going to die soon;
I came all the way just to see you and be close to you.
Because I won't die until I see you,
Because I'm afraid of losing you in the future. "
Now that we meet, we will be safe when we see it.
My love, go back to the sea in peace,
I love, I am also a part of the ocean, and we are not far apart.
Look, the great universe, the connection of all things, how perfect!
Just for me, for you, this irresistible sea,
Separated us,
It only takes an hour to separate us, but we can't be separated forever.
Don't worry.-Wait a minute.-You know I salute the air, the sea and the earth.
Every day at sunset, for you, dear.
Translated by Zhao Yiheng
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An hour of fanaticism and joy
Come to an hour full of enthusiasm and joy! Be violent and don't restrict me!
What liberated me in the thunderstorm?
What does my cry mean in the storm and lightning? )
I am more deeply immersed in mysterious excitement than anyone else!
These crazy pains! I leave them to you, my children,
For some reason, I tell you, the bride and groom! )
I am totally committed to you, no matter who you are, you are desperate to commit yourself to me!
Go back to heaven, shy and delicate person!
Pull you to my side and give you a solid man's kiss for the first time.
Ah, the confusion, the knotted knot and the dark pool have all been untied and illuminated!
Ah, finally moved to a place with enough space and air!
Get rid of the shackles and customs of the past, I get rid of mine, you get rid of yours!
With a brand-new attitude, you are indifferent to everything in this world that you have never imagined!
Shut someone's mouth!
For me, it is enough to feel this way today or any day.
Ah, some things are still uncertain, and some things are still in the dream!
We must absolutely avoid the support and mastery of others!
Ride freely! Free love! Rush recklessly!
Let destruction come, laugh at it and invite it!
Go up and jump to the paradise of love pointed out to me!
Fly there with my drunken soul!
Let it be destroyed if necessary!
Give the rest of your life an hour of satisfaction and freedom!
Give an hour of madness and excitement!
Translation: Li
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My own song (excerpt)
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I praise myself, praise myself,
You will bear what I have suffered,
Because every atom that belongs to me belongs to you.
I wandered and invited my soul,
I leaned down and leisurely observed a summer blade of grass.
My tongue, every atom in my blood, is formed in this soil and this air.
It was born here by my parents, so were my parents, and so were their parents.
I am 37 years old now, and I have been healthy since I was born.
I hope it will be like this forever until I die.
Regardless of creed and school for the time being,
It is enough to take a step back and understand your current situation, but it is by no means forgotten.
No matter what I do, I am allowed to express my views at will.
Comply with nature and keep the original vitality.
two
The room is full of fragrance, and the bookshelves are full of fragrance.
I breathe the fragrance myself, know it, like it,
Its essence will also intoxicate me, but I won't allow it.
The atmosphere is not a fragrance, it has no flavor of spices, it is tasteless,
I can always get it, and I like it.
I'm going to the river in the forest, take off my disguise and be naked.
I really want it to contact me.
The clouds I breathe by myself,
Echo, small waves, whispers, love roots, silk threads, orange branches and vines,
My breath and breath, my heartbeat, blood and air flow through my lungs,
Smell the green leaves and dead leaves, the coast and the black seaside rocks, and the hay in the barn.
The voice of words in my throat floated in the vortex of the wind,
A few kisses, a few hugs, reaching out to hug something,
Flexible branch swing, tree shadow and time game,
Living alone in downtown areas or fields and hillsides,
The feeling of health, the vibrato at noon, and the songs sung when I got out of bed to meet the sun.
Do you think a thousand acres is a lot? Do you think the earth is very big?
Did you practice for a long time before learning to read?
Are you very proud of trying to understand the meaning of poetry?
Please stay with me today and tonight, and you will understand the source of all poems.
You will have the benefits of the earth and the sun (there are millions of suns),
I won't accept second-hand and third-hand things, and I won't borrow things from the dead.
Observe with your eyes, or draw nutrition from ghosts in books,
You won't see through my eyes, you won't accept things through me,
You will listen to opinions from all sides and filter everything yourself.
three
I heard the speaker talking about the beginning and the end.
But I don't say the beginning and the end.
The past never started, and now there is nothing.
Young is not important, old is not important, and you don't have any of these now.
There will never be perfection, unlike now,
There will be no heaven and hell, which is different from what we are doing now.
Try to push, push, push,
Always push forward with the fertility of the world.
The opposite counterpart emerging from darkness is advancing, always matter and diffusion,
Always having sex,
It will always be the knot of identity, there will always be differences, and it will always be the reproduction of life.
It's no use talking more. Both learned and uneducated people feel this way.
If you are sure, you will be very sure. Vertical is absolutely straight, tightly buckled, and the beam and the tree are carried together.
Strong as a horse, affectionate and proud, with electricity,
I stand here with this mysterious fact.
My soul is clear and sweet, and everything that does not belong to my soul is clear and sweet.
Missing one is missing two, and the invisible is confirmed by the visible.
When the visible becomes invisible, it will also be confirmed.
Pointing out the best and separating the worst is the trouble that this generation brings to the next generation.
Realizing the complete coincidence and balance of things, I kept calm when they talked.
Mo, I'm going to take a bath and enjoy myself.
I welcome every organ and feature of mine and anyone who is warm and clean.
-His organs and features,
An inch is not evil, there should be nothing.
Things are not as familiar as the rest.
I am satisfied-I can see, jump, laugh and sing;
Those who fall asleep beside me all night, those who hold my bed and love me, it is already dusk.
Left quietly,
Left me some baskets covered with white towels to make the room more colorful.
It also looks spacious,
Should I accept it slowly, without noticing it, but be angry with my eyes?
Tell them to turn around and don't let them look around on the road.
And immediately asked to calculate and accurately point out for me,
Which comes first, the exact value of one thing or the exact value of two things?
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Passers-by and doubters surrounded me,
Who I met, the influence of my early life on me, and where I lived.
Region, which city or country,
Recent important dates, discoveries, inventions, clubs, new and old writers,
Who does my appearance pay tribute to,
Whether the man or woman I love is really cold to me or just my imagination,
My family or my own illness has led to unhealthy tendencies, loss or lack of money, and depression.
Tired or carried away,
Confrontation, the horror of brotherly war, the uneasiness caused by suspicious news,
Events that happen from time to time and have no rules to follow,
All these things come at me day and night and leave me.
But none of this is me.
Although I was pulled, I stood by myself.
Feel interesting, complacent, pathetic, idle, single,
Look down, stand upright, or bend your arms on an invisible and reliable handrail.
Turn your head to one side and watch curiously, wondering what the next thing will be.
At the same time, stay inside and outside the office, watching and guessing.
Recall how linguists and speakers and I sweated in the thick fog.
Time-consuming,
I don't laugh or argue. I watch and wait.
five
I believe in you, my soul, and the other one will never bow to you.
You must never bow to him.
Please take a leisurely walk on the grass with me to relax the blockage in my throat.
What I want is not words, music or rhythm, conventions or speeches, or even.
Not the best,
I just like the temporary silence, the hum of your gentle voice.
I remember that we used to sleep on such a bright summer morning.
Together,
How did you put your head on my hip and gently turn it over?
Unbutton my shirt on my chest and probe my naked heart with your tongue.
Until you touch my beard, until you hold my feet.
Peace and understanding beyond all eloquence in the world immediately rose and spread around me.
I know that the hand of God is my own promise,
I know that the soul of God is my own brother,
All men in the world are my brothers, and all women are my sisters and lovers.
The wood that nature uses to strengthen the keel is love.
The vertical or curved leaves in the field are endless,
There are brown ants in the hole under the leaves.
There are also traces of bitterness, rocks, elderberry, mullein and Phytolacca acinosa.
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These are actually the ideas of all people in all ages and regions, not my original ideas.
If it's just my idea and not yours, it's meaningless, or meaningless.
If they are neither riddles nor answers, they are meaningless.
If they are not both near and far, they are meaningless.
This is grass that grows where there is land and water.
This is bathing in the global air.
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I am a poet of body and soul.
I have the happiness of heaven and the pain of hell,
I grafted it on myself to make it multiply, and at the same time I translated it into English.
A new language.
I am a poet of men and women.
I mean, being a woman is as great as being a man,
I mean, nothing is greater than people's mothers.
I praise "expansion" or "pride"
We've bowed our heads enough,
I mean, volume is just the result of development.
Have you gone far beyond others? Are you the president?
It doesn't matter, everyone will move on beyond this point.
I am the one who walks with the gentle and fading night.
I call for the earth and the sea that are half controlled by the night.
Please stay close and naked at night-stay close and considerate.
Night of strength and nutrition!
Nanfeng night-starry night!
Silent and sleepy night-crazy and naked summer night.
Smile! Ah, charming and cool land!
The land where trees sleep is full of juice!
The earth whose sun has set in the west-the earth whose top is shrouded in fog!
The crystal of the full moon is a bluish earth!
The tides in the river hide the bright and dark land!
For me, the land covered with gray clouds in Ming Che is more important!
The distant mountains are connected with the plain land-the land full of apple blossoms!
Smile, here comes your lover.
Prodigal son, you gave me love-so I gave you love!
Ah, unspeakable, passionate love.
You sea! I also entrust myself to you-I guessed your mind,
I saw your crooked, seductive fingers on the beach,
I believe you won't go back until you touch me,
We must spend some time together. I took off my clothes and left land in a hurry.
Please support me with a cushion, please shake me in the sleepy waves,
Pour sentimental sea water on me, and I can repay you.
The rough sea,
Breathing the vast and tense sea,
The sea is the salt water of life, and it is also a tomb that can be dug at any time.
The trumpeter of the storm and the wayward and light sea,
I am a part of you, and so am I, in one way or all.
I share your temptation, praise hatred and reconciliation,
Praise friendship, praise people who sleep in each other's arms.
I'm a witness to this compassion,
Should I make a list of things at home, but leave out the house that maintains all this? )
I am not only a "good" poet, but also an "evil" poet.
What about this blurted out empty talk about virtue and sin?
Evil pushes me, and good and evil are also. I am impartial.
My footwork shows that I am neither picky nor negative.
I moisten all the grown roots and buds.
Be pregnant for a long time, afraid of getting lymphadenopathy?
Are you guessing that sacred laws need to be re-studied and revised?
I found that one side is a kind of balance, and the other side is also a kind of balance.
Both soft teaching and steady teaching are bound to be beneficial.
Our present thoughts and actions can make us get up early and start early.
Hundreds of millions of years later, at this moment,
Nothing is more perfect than now.
Being right in the past or being right today is not a miracle.
It is always surprising that there are villains or unbelievers in the world.