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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。( N) e4 W$ B* Y8 q" `6 ~% c0 Z/ i
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 layers6 q8 k! U7 }6 D+ g$ x2 ]
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I have walked through many websites,
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and some of them I do not like.# u$ f) v# Y7 V t% P) Y
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
u* N/ h$ ]6 a. v" b, v7 c* Dout of his true affections.+ g+ O7 U8 e5 F/ K
I go, I go
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1 o/ ^8 {2 c. _% x, wwith my will intact to go! P! }: [" F0 p+ {7 }$ q" ?
wherever I need to go,8 f) F% t/ w# p5 d% y
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community 4 ]$ {3 K# i8 D1 c' }
Precious to me., t1 ~ Q- i. q) P, i) i9 e" p2 r
In my darkest night,
4 D, J1 k* h0 Fwhen the moon was covered$ c, \& n7 C$ l( Y- P* f
and I roamed through websites,
, k/ v% h' n( @! [* Ia nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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Live in the layers. N j2 u" p" @
not on the litter.9 i& q- o& x" n0 t/ G r, {
Though I lack the art 9 c, A% X, t( _! G( t
to decipher it,
5 E1 G+ }8 s1 tno doubt the next chaper: i5 `. w( o( N0 N7 C; ~
in my book of transformations, B7 J( d; y& T# O
is already written.& b4 X5 C/ Q9 Z6 G" x( s4 D. _
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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原文在此:
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$ f* e+ l4 q+ l: `. }8 i# X/ IThe Layers
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- f7 W U. [% ~: h* M. B) b2 }3 fI have walked through many lives, 0 }7 m3 v1 n5 ?& {
some of them my own, 3 ?8 U% h) s+ O& J
and I am not who I was,
$ d: q, _ X/ rthough some principle of being
U0 g9 M7 |1 T% Fabides, from which I struggle
7 D' e- x) s. W9 j9 _not to stray. " _5 }* {* [- ?2 A# d+ Z! w1 x6 `
When I look behind,
+ v" e) H1 f$ o: mas I am compelled to look
# ^$ _+ c0 ]: h- l7 o# n9 s1 @before I can gather strength
' ]9 D" j6 D" P/ w& P7 M: `1 @/ z- U5 Vto proceed on my journey,
; t7 d$ B2 F" v9 j! L+ t! ~I see the milestones dwindling
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and the slow fires trailing
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over which scavenger angels ; n7 r0 N5 m4 S( {
wheel on heavy wings. ' W- Y. P: z8 [0 }
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
. k$ ]6 r8 V; z: g9 {0 d3 Iout of my true affections, . _* }7 L) t+ g7 ^
and my tribe is scattered! 4 d. D% B2 W+ H
How shall the heart be reconciled , w* ]' O9 X$ c, r7 S
to its feast of losses?
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the manic dust of my friends, , D. B! U" Q) j0 L0 J
those who fell along the way, : T( e) N0 }7 K
bitterly stings my face. ; ?" m, W. V5 v: X' T( {
Yet I turn, I turn,
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whereever I need to go, W1 K; m# E0 B. b2 [1 @2 Z3 T
and every stone on the road - b! i' c7 k6 E4 P0 z( @
precious to me. . U+ I; X' A5 t- J$ E
In my darkest night, 5 k9 p/ z; U) p5 |1 u, }8 _; Z. z5 A6 C
when the moon was covered . }" t7 ~- Z, V1 n8 H# X+ }
and I roamed through wreckage,
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0 \5 \5 V1 p' Q* C! H; H0 a( Q& Sdirected me: 3 |! y- o( Q3 W2 ~$ F
"Live in the layers, & Y9 ~4 H& E6 G7 d- q( ?
not on the litter." 3 y" n! C( l5 c( a% L* H
Though I lack the art
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no doubt the next chapter
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is already written. . |1 N& L# g* S
I am not done with my changes.
" w U" n0 `% M7 h6 X+ K: R—Stanley Kunitz
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