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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。& K# g0 S, P$ y; 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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The layers
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* l9 | m2 y5 W( H! rI have walked through many websites,2 J. ]* V9 [/ N9 E( p. S
some of them I like,
1 G" p* }8 I8 @0 ?8 `3 Vand some of them I do not like.
3 r8 _& w& {- g" aOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
2 a7 T* q1 _3 T' dout of his true affections.
$ _6 P* h0 `# t$ C/ y. jI go, I go; y# J. Z. U' f$ b
exulting somewhat, , B. T8 c& Y3 h- T; s
with my will intact to go
. R9 D3 o4 V) Mwherever I need to go,9 v$ h7 y% l9 q1 X4 P& B
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community / U* O3 X7 ]0 P
Precious to me.2 W4 l! Y. z0 x/ H8 e/ A9 `
In my darkest night,
+ ?) S4 n! D8 Y! Mwhen the moon was covered" m5 ?/ p9 {$ h9 A1 M5 B
and I roamed through websites,
, h; f$ P& R& k6 c8 T1 Ja nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
$ }" h* Y: ?) g# k- A \directed me:
- w. k, [4 j3 f7 ]; n8 Y) s0 W& QLive in the layers
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Though I lack the art
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no doubt the next chaper
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I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.- F H' G; _- x% r9 L q
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原文在此:
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The Layers
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I have walked through many lives,
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|6 e; E) z. q1 T6 band I am not who I was,
, A% _1 L! ?* D' x" Lthough some principle of being
) k) l3 {/ w& q# C- T" C0 ? [4 L1 Habides, from which I struggle
6 b$ M# A U* Y* I& Lnot to stray. ' L6 W6 Z0 k6 n9 I2 w1 r
When I look behind,
0 v9 y+ D- ]( N* q- Mas I am compelled to look 3 [ [- W5 L* a; v8 j
before I can gather strength 4 o$ y3 y; J$ I
to proceed on my journey, , R+ ~4 N9 H4 ]# U7 I& r) l
I see the milestones dwindling . |6 ?2 R( r# }- d! d4 W# @
toward the horizon ; o, Y* ^- ?- @8 q/ E: G
and the slow fires trailing
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' {2 a+ h1 R7 ?2 D, q5 N4 gover which scavenger angels
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Oh, I have made myself a tribe
1 [; m( m9 N6 l2 J6 a# }out of my true affections, % T' W2 w, C$ j5 b6 P2 z4 q, H0 p
and my tribe is scattered! 3 H s' j1 p5 Z0 |: a" y3 I- G
How shall the heart be reconciled
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the manic dust of my friends, ' X: }1 E: ^+ q- E
those who fell along the way, ! R. \ p1 o7 b$ a
bitterly stings my face. / u8 t7 ~* U( X3 s
Yet I turn, I turn,
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& e# L2 i4 F$ t% T6 p" ]" Gwith my will intact to go
4 H2 N2 H3 ]( l6 Iwhereever I need to go,
( o4 P* d+ E( }$ g) E" c! s$ h Iand every stone on the road
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In my darkest night, / j6 ]9 @" z+ g$ A- g8 H6 n7 S* u
when the moon was covered
3 J g \2 @- qand I roamed through wreckage,
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directed me:
& I+ J8 o' ?. h* Y9 S6 c$ @! P"Live in the layers,
4 c" F4 `& N2 l9 A. n) Fnot on the litter."
( ^# }4 I$ A3 z& V" x. LThough I lack the art * U" R0 u/ d% d& o1 N( c
to decipher it, . }! ]. P/ m0 i* p) u0 I% u
no doubt the next chapter
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/ }: {5 c) ]8 A- _+ E2 D6 pis already written.
! n G# |+ B$ ~I am not done with my changes.
, c2 w& j1 ~! c—Stanley Kunitz5 w3 A) t; m$ N9 r2 m
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