First Meet

First Meet 

 

Shaken by a fresh breeze of your delicate feet,

When I was immersed in the drowsy heat.

Awoken by a cooling shade of your fleeting shadow, 

When I was bound to the cuddly meadow.   

I chased your gorgeous shadow to greet,

And your beautiful smile was a wonderful treat. 

We strolled around the meadow in sunset,

Till midnight we were trapped in a love net. 

Decades later I still hear the birds’ tweet,

They witnessed a first meet ever sweet. 

 

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回复 '寒山月' 的评论 : 谢谢您的鼓励！ 您过奖了， 不敢当。 刚刚学习的， 现在 free verse , 大概上世纪初, 我读的都是旧体诗， 新诗不太会欣赏， 自己瞎写时， 也都读出来， 尽量写到读的顺畅上口。

[寒山月]

但是你的韵律和音步掌握得很好。我也不很懂。英语新诗是从什么时候不再强调押韵的？我有时觉得严格的韵律使得一首诗很沉闷，但是有韻使得诗上口。

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很惭愧， 看到你的评论后， 才去了解了 meter and rhythm。 我过去一年才开始读诗， 手痒， 就胡写几句， 请多指教。

[寒山月]

Is this a Trochee or Dactyl?