希望大家能幫我找找有關以"自殺"為主題的英詩，
或寫這方面題材的作家。
謝謝。
--
如果
愛情
是一種慢性的自殺
現在的我 好想死
--
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※ 編輯: Maxine0805 來自: 134.208.39.45 (05/31 21:17)
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作者: ianjelly (心情盡在名片檔) 看板: poetry
標題: Re: [問題] 有關以"自殺"為主題的英詩
時間: Sat May 31 21:47:52 2003
※ 引述《Maxine0805 (膜。)》之銘言：
: 希望大家能幫我找找有關以"自殺"為主題的英詩，
: 或寫這方面題材的作家。
: 謝謝。
不知道我回答的方向對不對
我第一個直覺就想到Macbeth中的對白
<Act5, scene5>
"She should have died hereafter;
There would have been a time for such a word.
Tomorrow, and tomorrow
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadows, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing."
不過Macbeth只是覺得生命無意義罷了
這段也沒有很明顯點出他自殺耶
但 我很喜歡這段就是了^^
之後我還想到Keats"Ode to a Nightingale"
這應該就比較接近了吧^^
尤其最後一段用死亡的意象(ex.toll me back..)呈現絕望
抓不住生命的uncertainty
但這似乎也不是自殺...
亂入一下推薦一本書囉:
Love and Death in the American Novel (by Lesile Fiedler)
愛情和死亡是小說裡永恆的主題
本書作者對美國小說的典型情節到後來的創作瓶頸
做了徹底研究
此書值得喜愛美國文學的人一讀
[這似乎跟詩無關耶^^"(逃)]
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作者: wenjen (Fake world) 看板: poetry
標題: Re: [問題] 有關以"自殺"為主題的英詩
時間: Sat May 31 22:20:45 2003
※ 引述《Maxine0805 (膜。)》之銘言：
: 希望大家能幫我找找有關以"自殺"為主題的英詩，
: 或寫這方面題材的作家。
: 謝謝。
Dorothy Parker - Resume
Razors pain you;
Rivers are damp;
Acids stain you;
And drugs cause cramp.
Guns aren't lawful;
Nooses give;
Gas smells awful;
You might as well live.
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作者: mwind (懂事) 看板: poetry
標題: Re: [問題] 有關以"自殺"為主題的英詩
時間: Sun Jun 1 17:16:50 2003
※ 引述《wenjen (Fake world)》之銘言：
: ※ 引述《Maxine0805 (膜。)》之銘言：
: : 希望大家能幫我找找有關以"自殺"為主題的英詩，
: : 或寫這方面題材的作家。
: : 謝謝。
: Dorothy Parker - Resume
: Razors pain you;
: Rivers are damp;
: Acids stain you;
: And drugs cause cramp.
: Guns aren't lawful;
: Nooses give;
: Gas smells awful;
: You might as well live.
Sylvia Plath的詩"Lady Lazarus"。
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作者: bonbonne (research proposal快難產) 看板: poetry
標題: Re: [問題] 有關以"自殺"為主題的英詩
時間: Mon Jun 2 11:45:48 2003
※ 引述《mwind (懂事)》之銘言：
: Sylvia Plath的詩"Lady Lazarus"。
I have done it again.
One year in every ten
I manage it--
A sort of walking miracle, my skin
Bright as a Nazi lampshade,
My right foot
A paperweight,
My face featureless, fine
Jew linen.
Peel off the napkin
O my enemy.
Do I terrify?--
The nose, the eye pits, the full set of teeth?
The sour breath
Will vanish in a day.
Soon, soon the flesh
The grave cave ate will be
At home on me
And I a smiling woman.
I am only thirty.
And like the cat I have nine times to die.
This is Number Three.
What a trash
To annihilate each decade.
What a million filaments.
The peanut-crunching crowd
Shoves in to see
Them unwrap me hand and foot--
The big strip tease.
Gentlemen, ladies
These are my hands
My knees.
I may be skin and bone,
Nevertheless, I am the same, identical woman.
The first time it happened I was ten.
It was an accident.
The second time I meant
To last it out and not come back at all.
I rocked shut
As a seashell.
They had to call and call
And pick the worms off me like sticky pearls.
Dying
Is an art, like everything else.
I do it exceptionally well.
I do it so it feels like hell.
I do it so it feels real.
I guess you could say I've a call.
It's easy enough to do it in a cell.
It's easy enough to do it and stay put.
It's the theatrical
Comeback in broad day
To the same place, the same face, the same brute
Amused shout:
'A miracle!'
That knocks me out.
There is a charge
For the eyeing of my scars, there is a charge
For the hearing of my heart--
It really goes.
And there is a charge, a very large charge
For a word or a touch
Or a bit of blood
Or a piece of my hair or my clothes.
So, so, Herr Doktor.
So, Herr Enemy.
I am your opus,
I am your valuable,
The pure gold baby
That melts to a shriek.
I turn and burn.
Do not think I underestimate your great concern.
Ash, ash--
You poke and stir.
Flesh, bone, there is nothing there--
A cake of soap,
A wedding ring,
A gold filling.
Herr god, Herr Lucifer
Beware
Beware.
Out of the ash
I rise with my red hair
And I eat men like air.
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作者: lister (Fluffy Phapsody) 看板: poetry
標題: Re: [問題] 有關以"自殺"為主題的英詩
時間: Wed Jun 18 13:44:46 2003
The Suicide by Linda Pastan
She carried with her
wherever she went
a value-added tax of pain,
like one of those weights
a runner straps
to her legs
to make motion
through space more
deliberate.
And so she moved heavily
through those last
days, mistaking
the horizon
for the finish line,
rewriting the script
of her own life
whose alternative endings
she wouldn't stay here
long enough
to read.
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作者: musseta (我討厭當病美人) 看板: poetry
標題: Re: [問題] 有關以"自殺"為主題的英詩
時間: Sun Oct 19 02:13:27 2003
Suicide's Note
The calm,
Cool face of the river
Asked me for a kiss.
Langston Hughes (1902-1967)