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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。: W' i# k$ @3 I3 N: _1 Z$ P
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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5 T5 q; P! G, q: @: r, FI have walked through many websites,
5 ?2 ^1 u# G6 r/ S# g e; qsome of them I like,
0 J+ w( S- d/ g8 N4 ?and some of them I do not like.
+ F; A& O) f6 s# H9 ^; O0 W5 s" qOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
- P; y! e/ y! [0 \, u# {, X) Yout of his true affections.# U) Q$ ?: B1 v K: |4 y- R
I go, I go2 v* E& Q5 t$ R/ ]" w5 N
exulting somewhat, 6 F: l( l3 R1 b
with my will intact to go
! r9 }% ~' i0 F( v; g$ q) u2 G xwherever I need to go,
; `3 e# V) O! V5 n: p7 C+ `and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
5 W a$ M- H: R$ X' }Precious to me.5 x7 F# \3 c$ I; f7 T
In my darkest night,
! a2 T+ o% e* n7 B9 X! owhen the moon was covered9 d' p6 Z! {# M" [1 s f
and I roamed through websites,. U7 P0 g$ f$ o
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice / E$ ]9 v# p; [
directed me:5 X. Q( U3 n; a1 B7 u( T
Live in the layers. [( @3 Q$ u' `
not on the litter." i/ L4 s, c H$ j- k: g$ G( Z9 ^
Though I lack the art 0 c$ E3 M+ U& Y' ^# ]; F
to decipher it,* Z& d. \8 i7 j
no doubt the next chaper
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is already written.4 P- L& D3 E+ Y& E$ F( z. j4 u1 v$ t
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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原文在此:
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The Layers: Z R) B- Z/ A; c; w1 h: Q3 ~& T
' F+ k, p$ y+ X! L2 V7 W8 o7 ?I have walked through many lives,
, D7 K5 N8 f1 D3 k, Jsome of them my own,
# E! B& J0 G1 L% E) R( vand I am not who I was, ' k6 {$ s; J5 j' _2 i" x
though some principle of being 1 Y' h3 {# c# q0 h3 w2 _9 E' Q9 x
abides, from which I struggle
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When I look behind, % _) x. W3 Q0 G9 B
as I am compelled to look & z4 s3 R) O* m4 Y' v2 r9 m0 E D9 k1 H
before I can gather strength 1 e6 U# J$ s/ ]
to proceed on my journey, 8 M% z+ g, \4 h% J& r7 _6 f
I see the milestones dwindling ; B) L+ m& u6 u% ~5 }: z
toward the horizon
" d. \/ Q4 p- b9 F7 k5 Q3 _and the slow fires trailing - m; d5 T) Q& k( N4 H* v
from the abandoned camp-sites,
$ p* H* }0 {1 f9 @$ _- E7 ~' l; m) eover which scavenger angels
- _ w3 `; N0 i! b1 n7 j+ \wheel on heavy wings.
( f2 D* t' b0 C# g. V) _. \Oh, I have made myself a tribe + j& D8 {8 b9 }9 h
out of my true affections, $ s' S; B0 V5 @8 |# Y% h
and my tribe is scattered! ! i2 Z+ v( N1 J- s9 T
How shall the heart be reconciled
& d$ E# _5 J* _, I. nto its feast of losses?
- F: p" ]/ u/ W7 V1 dIn a rising wind @) }& z4 T! ]$ C/ Y& Q
the manic dust of my friends, b; t( K# w$ M/ I; M4 z
those who fell along the way, ) _4 B. [+ l! T1 c) w7 x V2 k F
bitterly stings my face. $ ]" _' G" q% b$ F* J6 [2 |9 F
Yet I turn, I turn,
6 n( R9 R8 G. b' X4 _* O! e+ aexulting somewhat, 4 g0 r* _2 V8 n5 P
with my will intact to go
5 F7 y) v8 D2 W4 wwhereever I need to go, 5 Z5 c0 x' ?: \, ^& H' Q
and every stone on the road 2 `9 l- f# G6 l- o
precious to me. * w8 i, d* T# n$ B( p, G
In my darkest night,
, p% ^# y8 ~1 l. X4 H+ \) lwhen the moon was covered
3 ?: e6 k5 B- T5 Pand I roamed through wreckage,
9 y- M. Y+ j# r3 C: C) ma nimbus-clouded voice
- |1 J, X9 C- E2 T- e$ {2 J( mdirected me: 2 l! Q/ [ r8 c' x1 T
"Live in the layers,
- j+ B6 g( c# H/ ?8 Ynot on the litter."
! |: I' z4 H+ G5 Q4 Z! D: XThough I lack the art
@4 b- c4 G4 t" I# b% kto decipher it,
+ n7 k+ L+ s- Q6 Yno doubt the next chapter
: j' ~$ y2 |/ p, b0 tin my book of transformations
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I am not done with my changes.
* e6 q0 E8 s8 D; D, V D7 e% E—Stanley Kunitz
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