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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。; G X" s/ z1 P- j- p) c' c
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! i, E3 L+ j' Z
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) M1 j- t& w, f+ }/ z: g3 W- ]% ?6 s* y The layers
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, }. L* c' r+ l: x1 W, uI have walked through many websites,8 `# D( [5 b% U$ G3 `3 ~2 `
some of them I like,
" h! O4 P5 s9 W: ~; U) r1 E# x/ Eand some of them I do not like., |# j* j$ f& P' D, q
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe) \, O. j' m, p8 v2 D6 y* C# t& z
out of his true affections.
! t/ F& o: d! A: ~I go, I go
/ G) q7 r* J0 i2 {1 U* _exulting somewhat,
' D3 I, I9 _, pwith my will intact to go& U) N" P% a" v. X9 V- B' k. k
wherever I need to go,7 E8 S- T/ e! D* x
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
3 r! a5 W" `$ m. [1 ?: s5 O- b' uPrecious to me.& \% A! A. b& G- m
In my darkest night,
0 R) P* n, s9 t: o% Z# W3 twhen the moon was covered1 d. d) x5 w; h
and I roamed through websites,
8 A& e+ @* Z, F' ?a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice 9 `& W/ I% k/ n5 @
directed me:
( `5 t! p* O: n) e" e' XLive in the layers- ]% c3 K0 h" H9 L, w L" G
not on the litter.
( V7 ]! j+ v' e6 \5 X0 ?Though I lack the art 4 x- K. d1 ~ D/ \4 P9 P$ u4 m
to decipher it,
! @; y9 V. F- b% {no doubt the next chaper
' p8 ^( d* g0 C/ P! g+ yin my book of transformations" m8 O5 [! s' F R
is already written.. g: @! m8 s: B: W3 V
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.4 r; z- N+ F; S% p
8 g* {6 ]+ t* b! M$ ?, P原文在此:
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The Layers
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* g' f- C8 O2 R) DI have walked through many lives, ) G) l1 F) g. b! K2 _3 h( O: _
some of them my own,
2 N0 { F/ N8 y' r1 f4 Xand I am not who I was, 4 a- f7 k& h; J8 t
though some principle of being 9 @. R% e$ I1 }
abides, from which I struggle
7 R. l/ \ i% E( Z. U1 u9 l4 y0 `not to stray. 1 W! H+ @' l u& y# _/ l& }1 D! s
When I look behind, 9 T& T* U. g1 o1 C( L0 c/ g* B
as I am compelled to look 3 K+ c( R' J) t3 r& A$ m8 E
before I can gather strength
6 W& I# E, R# M: {& r( P! Fto proceed on my journey, ' L% }$ m3 W/ G( @9 s
I see the milestones dwindling 4 _0 m3 F( w z: B- T+ s Y7 T. T
toward the horizon % a6 \* D8 O2 `
and the slow fires trailing * w& o# h1 }; q
from the abandoned camp-sites,
, K. s( b; ]) Tover which scavenger angels
, B& D1 {- b6 ]6 S- Y" Uwheel on heavy wings.
" @: ]1 M8 I7 x# C% |8 s, a) MOh, I have made myself a tribe
1 X# u# ]7 w6 Iout of my true affections, : d% x; z* M9 m0 b, t
and my tribe is scattered! 0 I5 n" z0 c P$ Z; k; ?
How shall the heart be reconciled ' Q7 r7 P: i9 O4 m- w; c* B" s. i
to its feast of losses?
( m" V$ Q1 s h& u/ T; Z( XIn a rising wind 7 ^+ C, Q0 D m: M
the manic dust of my friends, : O4 v; p4 h/ }0 x: q
those who fell along the way, 7 z& ?+ {$ v9 Y% i& j; s$ Z
bitterly stings my face.
9 e4 ~) n% H Q- ]Yet I turn, I turn, 1 R! ^; S( Q6 [) h
exulting somewhat,
( m3 f9 y( ], j, }) j9 ]2 uwith my will intact to go
( L# S4 a0 P! g, h* ?9 @& lwhereever I need to go,
d6 E n. e- ^8 N0 vand every stone on the road
g6 G( n' W- u' A* _precious to me.
" C% `7 r4 D; cIn my darkest night, 2 D* D! q( [( h4 @4 L5 w
when the moon was covered
F9 M) i& z" u# R/ A) |and I roamed through wreckage,
1 I+ Q% ~' n. o4 |5 ja nimbus-clouded voice 9 [& t, k5 `" ]6 x8 W
directed me:
R7 L/ P6 U2 h" l% i \: ?"Live in the layers,
8 X/ W% E( D4 i; j) onot on the litter." % a5 x1 P3 o/ c5 X6 C. u4 p
Though I lack the art 1 a8 K7 h4 C& b m
to decipher it, 9 h; q( {) u, ~, c0 D
no doubt the next chapter / `" B+ K9 ^4 e# b Q
in my book of transformations ' {% }* r+ ?0 b; m* C. ]& i
is already written.
6 u" M" \. g1 ]! K0 @. n! GI am not done with my changes.
( W- a" m2 D9 [+ Y$ G) V; i% u7 b—Stanley Kunitz
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