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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
3 g9 N: F( [- z* K; N+ R. V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$ d) K* k" g" X% y* Y4 `
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The layers
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7 M. M9 d, D2 |* W/ f; sI have walked through many websites,5 `+ I8 A1 m$ x+ T- P; L. R/ } [! Y
some of them I like,4 W5 `$ d/ I! H5 Z' E5 z! \
and some of them I do not like.
1 N7 ~: R- i8 @7 e+ K9 JOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe: t. f( ^+ j, E
out of his true affections.0 G, \4 h2 |! U# X
I go, I go5 |' \: A y; x. X2 F
exulting somewhat, * ` a( W) l5 }! C3 ?7 w
with my will intact to go
8 {" l% {$ H' {5 kwherever I need to go,
) p9 O+ Y6 R# ^" L6 N) U. b* sand every post on the Edmontonchina Community
$ x! ?7 D* |/ f, e% mPrecious to me." F. n9 u p3 h) @
In my darkest night, 5 s4 ]3 ^1 z/ l2 x8 d" \9 j( z
when the moon was covered
/ L/ p3 x2 D0 L/ ?and I roamed through websites,$ U+ x' C1 P& G8 u$ O
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice . K- i* N9 i' X* K7 K
directed me:
7 |, z/ K F! A. jLive in the layers! A; U1 d- @" r H3 a* K) _/ c
not on the litter.- f& Q9 l' d8 F. r( Y' g
Though I lack the art ( J. {! K8 v" J/ L0 b8 i9 _
to decipher it,2 z' P0 [; S d! f3 d; j
no doubt the next chaper3 K. G5 M* r. c7 c7 F) R4 h
in my book of transformations
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I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.5 Q- J' z# u/ K4 ^9 z( O5 j ?6 O
, v9 N! E$ E' z: ~ Z5 b, V$ K原文在此:
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The Layers: E+ v9 z! n' N: j% `5 e2 }% W
& l) x2 ]3 S* pI have walked through many lives,
U1 g* n; M$ A5 H6 Fsome of them my own, 4 c6 C* D: P4 b4 k5 g5 ?$ u9 |
and I am not who I was,
6 ~9 {( D+ k, G) Fthough some principle of being
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not to stray.
( D* ?$ F* O$ `8 QWhen I look behind,
2 A- `& ~1 A, \: H' has I am compelled to look % n8 |) ?- i3 |2 n( H
before I can gather strength
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- g8 \7 M9 R/ Q' D, D. aI see the milestones dwindling P7 y1 ?4 k6 Y
toward the horizon $ n; Y" F R+ X
and the slow fires trailing
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over which scavenger angels
* l. n) a1 i( v; twheel on heavy wings.
2 g8 c! {. Z4 }9 C* B) nOh, I have made myself a tribe
4 k8 Q' ^# j; A$ Qout of my true affections,
9 l. f; K0 q* G/ R. ^# ~* {& E( cand my tribe is scattered! 6 y8 b8 ^6 d6 m& _" _# L
How shall the heart be reconciled
6 W! k; V- B [ M6 Vto its feast of losses? " d* ~$ c+ Z, a1 u' A! f
In a rising wind , j& @9 b: t$ W2 x4 E+ {1 R, A
the manic dust of my friends,
6 P! U f6 q) Othose who fell along the way,
) ?# L0 H4 q: O1 E: x/ n- Y0 }bitterly stings my face.
5 V* R' d& G" gYet I turn, I turn,
4 ^! u R3 G7 J, }* Jexulting somewhat, 4 d; a& a( D* p1 ]
with my will intact to go 3 y$ K8 b1 T Q" t4 J" n
whereever I need to go,
) a0 a! b, \" F& b& J3 A) gand every stone on the road
* I, {6 w" A% \precious to me. * t2 T9 ~ g+ r, p6 I
In my darkest night,
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and I roamed through wreckage, + s9 |1 E3 h; K6 O
a nimbus-clouded voice $ `$ m; n% H- ?3 d) }
directed me: + d" R2 q( b& M; ^+ I* ]
"Live in the layers, , ~3 ]9 i) m9 i6 Q/ B5 C
not on the litter."
( G- Q, M' m! g) Z% ]Though I lack the art 2 X5 @2 e3 Z9 x! _6 a) _
to decipher it, * ^8 y1 e6 c& ^4 g/ G
no doubt the next chapter
" K4 [2 ~ i: ]in my book of transformations
, O/ V& Y& H$ R' N* O& p1 b! G% Eis already written.
- W4 n" R) Z; f2 Y$ NI am not done with my changes.
- i4 m0 Q! [- A( y# B C* g—Stanley Kunitz& U7 W" r5 G- o7 v
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