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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
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* t; o' i' O1 Z0 o; q The layers
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% S# |& q# g8 D# N; fI have walked through many websites,
- f: b5 V- r& vsome of them I like,
, G3 A, \$ X6 a: N$ N) q* oand some of them I do not like.
) d" U |. m; f' @% \/ }Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
7 Z! k8 d. N/ [: s fout of his true affections.) t w9 C& [1 w
I go, I go
2 n: H! O* \) `8 u% S9 p7 v& Oexulting somewhat,
0 Q% U& X* a0 o4 [3 pwith my will intact to go x9 J. P8 H+ h- X' F
wherever I need to go,
5 F, _/ [! ~( h+ J: }: Hand every post on the Edmontonchina Community 1 B: i: }% [9 b' \. s6 U' w
Precious to me.
6 O, h' C0 A5 a! nIn my darkest night,
4 ?) d8 a/ ?: K& G$ U" Rwhen the moon was covered
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a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice " {* K5 {( l: D+ D+ t/ o B* o
directed me:
0 W1 B1 k% y* p1 cLive in the layers
1 N2 g& v4 L" i# Fnot on the litter.
4 X( X3 ?7 [9 GThough I lack the art
! @% p7 l- A* \7 @. M$ qto decipher it,& ] [) }2 a+ L9 C9 o" A8 y% X
no doubt the next chaper* N# C: n. e7 z, j- }1 y
in my book of transformations
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I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.# P; M' _; y0 i$ O3 K+ v# U5 E, k
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原文在此:
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The Layers. R; J0 u& B. }1 ~9 ]9 Q
0 r: ?2 l8 o, w9 z( Z/ U! sI have walked through many lives, & R- V4 Q1 J5 a
some of them my own,
. I( Q6 p8 T. _2 t' Oand I am not who I was,
; B2 i7 H& `7 G D, t) Zthough some principle of being
" ?5 p. u. w" K$ d4 r9 rabides, from which I struggle 7 N- m2 f4 ]) d9 w8 _2 {. w* C# C
not to stray.
5 l% }. Z/ }" R' w4 N9 gWhen I look behind,
3 ^* _ q3 ^ R0 p8 m) H/ Das I am compelled to look
( f) |/ j% x* U5 e$ Kbefore I can gather strength $ P/ j5 @) M0 A2 m$ u0 K
to proceed on my journey,
; I% H$ Y) ]" F; F; q7 P6 t7 YI see the milestones dwindling . L) x( B6 F$ s! E: A
toward the horizon 9 @# I1 p9 I( M! f' e7 m# G# K
and the slow fires trailing 1 g0 s7 X4 t" Y+ D' u
from the abandoned camp-sites,
0 d& ]( S/ R& q5 P Q) dover which scavenger angels ) h" s) N1 B r; }8 @! ?* V
wheel on heavy wings. 8 e0 W, M8 Q6 }: S2 i" M8 Z
Oh, I have made myself a tribe " s9 a5 d. Y+ _4 s
out of my true affections, / M0 {) z" h6 R8 l6 T
and my tribe is scattered!
4 ]& Z2 u7 Y, q% R" R- [How shall the heart be reconciled
; O, n$ V' f: Gto its feast of losses?
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the manic dust of my friends, 2 S d; { Q: `* h# V* V6 @% z, s
those who fell along the way, % {% |0 i( w6 k7 @. @) T& f$ t2 R
bitterly stings my face.
3 [# f# W4 @+ j9 w. DYet I turn, I turn,
4 h4 Q+ z" {# C J6 ^exulting somewhat,
0 p7 `% ~' L# I {' a t8 Cwith my will intact to go
- `- ~( I4 Q' U; x6 Owhereever I need to go,
: s( d, Z. Q( Q" l5 N. ?and every stone on the road 4 K$ f0 R% [6 Q$ A% c' ~& G- n5 |, z
precious to me. * k+ U; S5 U# f
In my darkest night, 0 E& t b: z* l" v
when the moon was covered
/ E H1 o+ L8 Pand I roamed through wreckage, # V" w* j: S3 D+ [# i8 ]. Q
a nimbus-clouded voice : j2 e) G# E. L+ o0 q4 ^0 L7 Q
directed me:
4 c6 R/ u, t: K" P/ i8 H) e/ \1 ["Live in the layers,
/ c: F1 q. {2 Y' `/ J# u; lnot on the litter." # r+ {7 ?0 n+ f: r
Though I lack the art
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no doubt the next chapter
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is already written. ; d# j( N& u9 }1 j1 {% C0 t
I am not done with my changes.' F$ X& F+ X% _% a* V" x
—Stanley Kunitz
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