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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
$ y% y W" `) h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 Kunitz3 V, o) g" t: V; s c; h" p
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) ?4 M4 [: K! I& B* E2 B/ [ The layers
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8 w" z7 v+ ^) F0 {' W0 a6 D' WI have walked through many websites,
, W0 d: t" U2 ~! }some of them I like,& i; A+ B7 K- r6 O. q. s
and some of them I do not like.& s, |% f& w5 h
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
6 l3 y+ ~) `6 qout of his true affections.
- {1 D, t4 C5 ?" v/ c4 zI go, I go
+ C2 Q5 h, C9 [2 fexulting somewhat,
) ]( B7 S8 p4 x5 Fwith my will intact to go @( d. z+ @' w) r& r! q
wherever I need to go,8 R) A7 B/ L' D/ [0 P
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community " W4 I; d0 y5 J6 G( C: @
Precious to me.
1 O8 f; e, s% T, C0 F/ g8 X) V' |In my darkest night, " Y% a4 r! H8 m: e; D
when the moon was covered+ k0 d2 t/ P1 {1 C" ]
and I roamed through websites,7 Q1 P0 l v7 F$ E
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice ; n" G( L' p% e
directed me:
/ y8 y- V" C, C& _Live in the layers
# p6 v4 ]- g6 t( }4 n1 ~8 dnot on the litter.. u! r6 Z! U$ z' g& ^
Though I lack the art 6 `, z! T8 r! I5 w7 R* p
to decipher it,3 Z0 ]* Z; ?( { y
no doubt the next chaper8 y6 |. C0 ~. w( Q, \7 H
in my book of transformations
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( m2 F& C+ R3 _/ N% ?2 MI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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* y6 b7 E( ^( M' T( X% o原文在此:
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7 p9 \7 {. U3 L3 f8 ?* Q: KThe Layers
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- F9 B. r6 Z: o* k5 g+ o' \I have walked through many lives, / |" h4 ]* D1 F5 \9 z
some of them my own,
8 ^( Z6 Q( O7 A. S3 sand I am not who I was, 6 H9 _. u9 Q; Z
though some principle of being 8 C# A C/ ?, D# A2 O- U
abides, from which I struggle
' D( N! d# W1 R, }& Rnot to stray.
+ X) y1 [. T1 A1 M. CWhen I look behind,
% [( O9 R5 P8 f8 W" was I am compelled to look
9 x3 L' v2 ]/ a- @before I can gather strength
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o8 r+ ~8 p2 E+ J' _I see the milestones dwindling ! y2 u A+ E( q: V$ O2 I
toward the horizon # m! m5 U4 R, I/ |- A) S& i4 ~' n
and the slow fires trailing - Q+ z7 v% h8 B' o/ v" R4 U
from the abandoned camp-sites,
* s( Y. R, I0 ^9 a6 ?7 Eover which scavenger angels / x" x* w) ]. y: z
wheel on heavy wings.
* k- L1 G& J: C" f) N6 S S( XOh, I have made myself a tribe / p8 b9 L3 F2 E% s% s' q" ^
out of my true affections,
1 u2 v$ k' a$ F- |and my tribe is scattered!
! P `4 s8 B9 q& ]2 [/ VHow shall the heart be reconciled " Z) e# q" q$ T* Y( G% L
to its feast of losses? ! _1 K7 n; s0 [; l
In a rising wind 7 O( _2 v( N) b' z" G4 J1 T, s
the manic dust of my friends, - z% |' ?: X9 S' k, a" l
those who fell along the way,
& o a9 U7 U( Qbitterly stings my face.
* [3 b# z2 G, cYet I turn, I turn,
, p7 @0 a7 q5 ~, I! M# O- ?exulting somewhat,
+ }0 a3 V# g( qwith my will intact to go
8 o' n6 j) D! V8 Rwhereever I need to go, . d; {0 }# y+ Y6 f! l/ V5 q
and every stone on the road 1 u% C# z; E# m- T: V, M' m* x. t
precious to me.
8 d6 ~! V8 y4 N! E: A% t+ }In my darkest night, 6 e4 Q' |( _" T& H% P
when the moon was covered
7 y6 Q+ A# L* U4 P7 s, |1 Mand I roamed through wreckage,
! G" c9 C3 o# ia nimbus-clouded voice * f9 c2 z" r1 s
directed me:
8 S% t7 m5 I; Q2 m) p3 h"Live in the layers, $ F6 b& `! V' \! I
not on the litter."
! z% _! V U3 o& u( D7 b- `! z4 oThough I lack the art * ^, ]5 K8 O; `2 P* C& [! e$ u
to decipher it, ' _# n+ m, a* N4 q
no doubt the next chapter ' O* o0 n4 ^" g
in my book of transformations 0 R0 T5 ~/ l% t" P
is already written.
[. Y: R$ D# tI am not done with my changes.& h {) E' f5 r8 ?- C" s- A5 N$ M4 o
—Stanley Kunitz& y+ ?+ y) D( ^# V. ~
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