精華區beta poetry 關於我們 聯絡資訊
呵...我也出個題目 先說很慚愧的是 這首詩並沒有完成 不過 前面第一個部份可以讓各位玩個猜謎遊戲 問題一: 第一個詩節所模仿的詩是? 問題二: 這一個部份的詩所模仿的作品是? Song From a Storyteller 1. From the Storyteller to the Audience August is a damn good month, breeding The bluest sea and crowded beach, mixing Sweat and desire, squeezing Piles of cloud to rain In the afternoon. Summer no longer surprises me; Recently the shower comes so puntuately Like a train. I can't stand it anymore and badly Want to smoke. As I lighted my cigarette, Someone patted my shoulders & said, "Sorry, Miss. Smoking is not allowed on this train. You have to pay the fine, that is, Telling three stories to us, To all the pessengers and me." Since he look'd not so friendly and I had no chance to run away from here, I could only obey his rule. So that's why I'm here Before you, my gracious audience. I'm a storyteller with no name, A storyteller without fame. I come from nowhere, Suddenly brought on this train. A fool you may call me if you like, For I really don't know when all these have begun. However, the beginning is not very important; What counts now is my assignment. I have to tell you three stories; Each shall be hardly believed. Thought it may arouse your amazement, It's all make-believed. The thing you can believe is called truth; That's not the end a story goes for. Hence I beseech you, my good audience; Do not trust every word you've heard, Or I shall be punished, And all my stories won't get published. Now I'm going to tell my first story; It'd be so kind of you to put your attention on me. The story's about Mariana, a lovely girl, But often wrapp'd her face In the deppest sorrow Until one day someone pass'd her by, And that has chang'd all her life. Circa summer 1999 -- ※ 發信站: 批踢踢實業坊(ptt.csie.ntu.edu.tw) ◆ From: 140.115.201.29