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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
6 e8 ]; `/ v, b5 R Q I6 y$ d& T& ~7 c/ d写这个东西就是觉得好玩,现在没法征得Stanley Kunitz他老人家同意了,在此谢谢Stanley Kunitz
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The layers
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I have walked through many websites," }# g. r! s; V
some of them I like,
; e! L. V& v9 L2 T N- x* \+ v5 fand some of them I do not like.
$ x# L* k, F" }% BOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
2 c1 w. b7 V2 n+ a: R# X) Uout of his true affections. K+ D" \8 [' |# |
I go, I go
% s: e& D5 Q8 @" pexulting somewhat,
8 v& q8 ] ^: O4 Awith my will intact to go" b4 t* A8 L; E) e9 G. |
wherever I need to go,+ s; ^; z1 i6 F$ G
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community 7 Q$ T+ M' v( p# A" s! \/ A
Precious to me.
. u4 R7 Q" d! f# u- eIn my darkest night, ; n0 q0 X5 ?3 S4 q) O1 e
when the moon was covered
% O3 D8 w/ Y! g* K* u& F5 H8 }and I roamed through websites,
' Y' ?* W8 D8 da nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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8 j9 a& { t2 x! Y4 H" sLive in the layers
- G+ ]5 _2 L. [0 v; |, O4 Jnot on the litter.
3 s$ v( k' W8 C7 rThough I lack the art 5 W9 ?: n4 k2 e s3 Y# T
to decipher it,
2 f, ^7 K, q# H" B. vno doubt the next chaper
# i2 U: Q8 y& d8 V/ o t, Ain my book of transformations. o6 h& \& L" Q5 ^& {. T' M
is already written.
* z, @- Q( E5 NI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.. [4 {- j1 D. s
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原文在此:* B) X+ u. Z p: ]1 D( w
. L' ?: ^% R& J( [: b8 rThe Layers
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I have walked through many lives, - o9 m* \ p0 T" G' [) B) ^
some of them my own,
6 P6 z3 j+ g( @5 f& tand I am not who I was,
) p$ n2 U+ O/ \* y' G% wthough some principle of being & B% c B4 z ]% Z( l4 o( ^7 Z3 i
abides, from which I struggle : E) Z: ]: G7 v1 M' Y3 h+ W
not to stray.
6 @! j. i- A% |+ M' IWhen I look behind,
4 E5 n4 {" E6 q2 S4 z! S% b- Ias I am compelled to look b1 T/ S6 p% Q
before I can gather strength
8 p$ ^) s! o& ~, w) ato proceed on my journey, 3 z6 J) Y/ i' s9 X/ y
I see the milestones dwindling / D3 l; y. B/ e6 o8 |
toward the horizon & l5 G# B/ h. h
and the slow fires trailing & y2 v$ _4 `! E; W0 m, r4 k8 _
from the abandoned camp-sites, 6 B* w/ \; ~* s1 V2 f1 }
over which scavenger angels
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) u( m3 C. j1 z; d- v2 AOh, I have made myself a tribe
! L0 z5 j! i: lout of my true affections,
$ y+ [% F4 r1 j) N8 Z( A* Vand my tribe is scattered!
/ d# |% _4 G/ B% [. W' R6 qHow shall the heart be reconciled
5 z8 D8 G! n1 i' U" r; ?to its feast of losses?
6 q% R) ~' ~) x4 W% ~5 l) JIn a rising wind
* X2 ]9 F& R9 M; Hthe manic dust of my friends,
; q" ?( W& Z; q) Hthose who fell along the way,
3 @0 v# e$ V( C+ }# { g+ I) w' E; ^bitterly stings my face.
, T4 ~2 [. x& P* a* G; R, dYet I turn, I turn, ; q" |, e6 o0 j# w
exulting somewhat,
6 r( ]$ M( E1 @$ N) V2 Cwith my will intact to go 5 A$ M" Y( b: Y
whereever I need to go, 3 c4 F+ T" x4 u" c) E
and every stone on the road 7 n8 `, z0 _" l# J$ x$ G: S
precious to me. $ g3 ~, Z7 J+ U$ a: F7 K2 q; ~! v: E; R6 @
In my darkest night, $ n0 b7 i8 ?3 F% o+ W4 H
when the moon was covered
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; @+ e4 Y' ~$ j" N" w# }a nimbus-clouded voice $ q; r9 W! B6 K9 Z
directed me:
6 @; x" a0 l9 K: k8 ]2 l( K"Live in the layers, # ^8 n& ?2 Y/ Q) t( B
not on the litter."
7 \. ?# ^+ ~3 M2 kThough I lack the art
& ?! ]! \) y) j2 b2 c) ]6 }) mto decipher it, 7 ~) j0 s/ r' R1 g: _# _" C
no doubt the next chapter - x% B. V: Y- `+ }: ^
in my book of transformations 1 ^5 p3 l- P2 t/ Y- ]" |6 |4 M
is already written. 5 ^, W0 `9 ]( D
I am not done with my changes.! T8 L( @. f3 G( Y2 `/ ]3 C
—Stanley Kunitz; I2 ]3 d( L. Y: `7 M6 S1 @
/ L+ H4 }/ Y) z- a) C[ 本帖最后由 betterbest 于 2009-3-31 13:31 编辑 ] |
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