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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
0 I) F& K/ u, L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( q0 j# {% z9 A& M. y3 F
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I have walked through many websites,
- j# }# H+ A8 D0 [+ lsome of them I like,6 v6 R! ^5 G2 z/ t) D
and some of them I do not like.5 x- g8 H8 d, M! y; z
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
: Y$ u; n% u. C" N( R: O* {out of his true affections.
# l0 x" M1 u8 u; Y, w- zI go, I go
8 R( M" n: C3 g. Z& Y# l/ t2 aexulting somewhat, 3 o* P6 D* d7 L. b, R$ l
with my will intact to go
/ Y% c$ {. g# ?( b+ Cwherever I need to go,+ B/ {1 R6 r* m7 f6 Z6 H* y
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community " x$ ~( _: M0 V- `7 t: s# \
Precious to me.
, F7 r) }1 p- X; }1 `; c @In my darkest night,
! y/ i* @1 f; K6 g: U' ]when the moon was covered9 q! p3 P# w' x. a
and I roamed through websites," |9 q4 o* {8 z6 u) @* I: |
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice 5 k Z9 X9 G0 M2 j+ ~
directed me:* m' H6 Q: f$ y$ e
Live in the layers4 b( f3 a( s i( b( R( u4 Z2 X
not on the litter.
* f# i. n1 X$ e5 ^Though I lack the art
) u# o$ _1 ^4 L% V8 ?( Cto decipher it," d5 {8 i' q" F2 l
no doubt the next chaper
: Y8 e7 @$ k4 K c4 W$ B* N9 q5 i" Oin my book of transformations
$ D" R! d% L- p5 a1 @ tis already written.
% J( V) I3 N) l, NI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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/ m0 j+ r, ]+ p" [" d7 A# \) yThe Layers2 l! v9 e- F7 E/ y
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I have walked through many lives,
6 ]1 |/ V9 ?! N. N4 D3 |some of them my own,
3 X% H3 y/ i$ I& L5 y) Mand I am not who I was,
1 n3 Z$ }7 H0 x7 U! }though some principle of being & ?; s' e7 R9 M$ k. F; x- r
abides, from which I struggle
; j, d0 w8 b" M* |not to stray. % t3 Y( Q4 d3 |# e3 S* z* \
When I look behind, , U* L1 Y: Q/ ]
as I am compelled to look
6 ^8 M1 G4 {- f) o/ u; pbefore I can gather strength 6 c: q/ Q2 H( u8 T
to proceed on my journey, - h) G) t9 {2 i, {( N
I see the milestones dwindling . t; Y- ?, b& V5 U, l. n7 m1 E8 q; [
toward the horizon ( w+ Z2 }+ _6 c$ M+ B( h
and the slow fires trailing
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over which scavenger angels
8 ^6 C8 k. x& h# W" B) ywheel on heavy wings. 2 u6 L# b' M7 g x3 q$ O: m9 a% G! T
Oh, I have made myself a tribe $ w7 i& o! e% x+ Y: h& H4 Q
out of my true affections,
E* X* j6 O% h3 z1 o/ Q; jand my tribe is scattered! / n! X" @( A% x2 p" w& @2 [( ]
How shall the heart be reconciled 7 r3 l. }! g4 N# ?9 l& s# y, D( k
to its feast of losses? 7 H/ X; R, i! ?
In a rising wind
) z; c9 c+ I a3 [0 H$ _the manic dust of my friends,
7 U+ k' I# F4 s+ g7 p, c/ V( gthose who fell along the way, 3 _9 L* C3 d) T: g D0 G
bitterly stings my face.
' k1 A# p4 c3 j( kYet I turn, I turn,
+ C0 I4 L+ c6 a# G( n5 Uexulting somewhat, - c( i2 p: m: @+ N5 u' A
with my will intact to go 7 E9 q6 D0 M8 Q$ x9 _0 ^5 h8 d
whereever I need to go, ( Y# d- g2 p+ x
and every stone on the road 0 D) q# L( y# F$ l1 k
precious to me.
* L: K. f0 L1 @In my darkest night,
, S# o0 i* l1 m" Q6 Lwhen the moon was covered : }3 S. Y. T8 m
and I roamed through wreckage, , l Y) _( p( r
a nimbus-clouded voice
0 w3 W3 ]( ^$ t1 m0 i& Idirected me:
$ z8 n5 U; r" F' N"Live in the layers,
$ {" j p5 D: D/ e/ Gnot on the litter."
, O g: q& |4 F# PThough I lack the art # m3 C, H0 n: k5 r/ {
to decipher it,
! i5 b1 e" q$ `no doubt the next chapter # u! h$ r& M$ E7 w' C: C
in my book of transformations , J5 _* a6 U |9 y' p
is already written.
0 I- v; |9 V5 fI am not done with my changes.0 B0 p4 b0 X) }$ J
—Stanley Kunitz
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