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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。2 B( A# I" a+ S4 Q
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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: V4 X+ F* P. L/ B( [9 O- e The layers
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J6 a( i" H; t4 K4 ^I have walked through many websites,
; v% |* _- B8 d/ B" Q" }some of them I like,
( P: F) J W, C8 Y ?, W0 i$ sand some of them I do not like.
/ L l4 a7 Z# [1 R% NOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
7 S# \: n6 [% @1 H& q7 I! hout of his true affections.
2 p" R: }9 Z" C" `4 ~I go, I go+ M$ O) x8 m+ @* Y: d! I1 r; F
exulting somewhat, 1 t" I# c, E" Z' b4 F
with my will intact to go4 s9 a/ `4 R. X. ?
wherever I need to go,( \. l2 |+ s @, z' Z: J2 S# A
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community : n7 }) X# v5 ?2 O
Precious to me.
/ X. D* B* j6 X3 g7 w. E0 k5 I& U$ `In my darkest night,
) N# V8 ] p! ?3 k/ Cwhen the moon was covered0 f+ w! Q0 ~& r+ Q
and I roamed through websites," ]2 O" O7 B [
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice - L8 D8 a0 Y5 N0 h8 R
directed me:* X1 i9 S; W ^7 `
Live in the layers
9 t% s- }. V- {: e/ n- unot on the litter.
4 e( g- N8 A. T* W& KThough I lack the art ! e7 e: p& ^. x9 x
to decipher it,
' K$ B- Q: k! U! S' M) Cno doubt the next chaper0 D8 L% o/ w) a+ a( x; I0 t
in my book of transformations
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I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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The Layers
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- |1 d2 G' g1 P! m9 `' T7 gI have walked through many lives,
' g0 E" C- l d& l- y9 R/ U. O2 wsome of them my own, ) x: g9 Y- j& _8 e; N) A$ K5 U0 G
and I am not who I was,
6 g0 b+ i J; y- s. ~though some principle of being $ l: I$ O$ L/ `
abides, from which I struggle - `; m- c1 R. @* z
not to stray.
: @5 `$ O* G) {When I look behind,
( T$ J/ |% u. d( W) {6 fas I am compelled to look
i: n( @4 Q9 m" w+ E7 W( @" jbefore I can gather strength
/ k! U z4 X K* U F9 ?to proceed on my journey, 3 h; _' b$ j3 v3 P
I see the milestones dwindling
: m0 @9 Z1 Y# H0 T4 p$ htoward the horizon
7 C: y5 U1 `# }+ h, T/ |1 band the slow fires trailing
2 ]. D5 Q7 G4 c/ ?: Nfrom the abandoned camp-sites, 4 E, U) _# j6 [" I1 J+ r& Q5 y
over which scavenger angels ( p/ ^1 d( I$ T/ D8 \
wheel on heavy wings.
/ n, p1 r# N d0 \6 Y+ COh, I have made myself a tribe ( A& m) u* g& g& C
out of my true affections, 0 v7 _* U! i# x2 r
and my tribe is scattered! . j$ \* b3 \3 @7 T" a5 t
How shall the heart be reconciled 4 r1 {3 [; P, q p8 S; [; W& c
to its feast of losses? ) v8 a0 C- j( }7 x
In a rising wind ; ]* X$ _/ r( r3 ^9 S
the manic dust of my friends, " i. M) ?+ K. \! @# n
those who fell along the way, . q% F2 Q8 `1 s6 d0 k% o7 o
bitterly stings my face.
/ G# ~7 l! G6 d, VYet I turn, I turn, 7 ]' c! z ?1 V9 Y' _" m" H: Z
exulting somewhat,
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9 \! G( \/ b( A" p- `% Z2 Iwhereever I need to go, # Y+ K$ L( b T5 z, q
and every stone on the road 4 Z$ ?3 o5 r- n) r
precious to me. 8 |( n2 s4 |( H% R) ?
In my darkest night,
, r8 r* k$ A, |* H1 s+ N) awhen the moon was covered
: d5 ] ^$ K( G7 R/ T+ ?and I roamed through wreckage, & {6 N% e& n H- ?
a nimbus-clouded voice
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3 o) ?6 j% B$ m7 M4 c; X7 N$ J"Live in the layers, 4 O# p- |2 ]" t* x
not on the litter."
* ^5 A. {7 A) m8 ]9 S3 F0 [& aThough I lack the art
/ T% D) z6 u; oto decipher it,
; g- k( C! f* ano doubt the next chapter 9 M! P8 m4 Y) I- o
in my book of transformations # i, @ f6 |8 F, o' J$ g5 g
is already written. . H7 Z& S7 ]7 y3 e9 T
I am not done with my changes.
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