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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。' v+ U$ {& c0 y% J7 A8 l
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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, K7 e. c9 X7 a( p' k; d6 p* z2 O9 vI have walked through many websites,
& @+ i4 K# {6 f2 osome of them I like,0 m" a4 y. c* H' k6 j$ r/ z1 Q* j4 W
and some of them I do not like.
- P( V4 d5 D6 N( M, eOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
7 \: L& K: i; W( t, C; Q& ]out of his true affections.5 A A0 i8 @9 ^9 k
I go, I go
/ l% ?$ ~9 K$ l: R7 k. E/ Bexulting somewhat, & m: s, J2 b/ a* O, r4 z6 U
with my will intact to go0 ^4 m6 S6 C& O9 p2 w
wherever I need to go,
; I& q% g% w$ z. @; }9 p3 _. j1 fand every post on the Edmontonchina Community
# `5 L2 W$ p% aPrecious to me.+ a/ g: K& W Y
In my darkest night,
1 Q. z* f- Z" ~3 e% lwhen the moon was covered9 M, h t" M: m( N6 }3 q; w
and I roamed through websites,
3 a- d5 a8 V# ^5 v( D, ra nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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( i0 }2 a: I* fLive in the layers
2 h8 w% u: l% x/ {9 _2 ?, inot on the litter.
5 U' V- H. o7 M7 i0 U; T5 I4 ~Though I lack the art * {) L* j; k7 Z3 |- B
to decipher it,
7 ^9 d7 C& Z5 h% b$ hno doubt the next chaper* ]7 D# t5 k! q: K7 i% I
in my book of transformations
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I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.! v. d( G5 @- x3 u) B5 d
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原文在此:
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The Layers
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5 h/ s( D6 Q" [8 Q8 e8 CI have walked through many lives,
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and I am not who I was,
" W. t: Z* q) o/ Nthough some principle of being
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When I look behind, ! |' Y! K1 w3 V
as I am compelled to look
7 H/ ]' k! N3 Y6 P# C% obefore I can gather strength 0 [: O3 P) Y0 O1 s g- L' W8 G3 h/ s
to proceed on my journey,
. l# H$ C. r8 L- t1 Y2 xI see the milestones dwindling
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and the slow fires trailing t, w2 Q/ l2 |, G% B! _
from the abandoned camp-sites, ; ^2 t+ l1 x; Q
over which scavenger angels 0 Q4 q) V$ q+ p- {8 ^4 [
wheel on heavy wings. ) v# U( F6 T& z8 E9 Y8 ~4 H" X
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
7 N8 u) R) }, D' J/ lout of my true affections,
6 [+ P2 A$ V' g. N/ Tand my tribe is scattered!
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to its feast of losses?
2 @) E4 h3 }0 c1 _1 qIn a rising wind
7 {: {$ g; w8 q$ e9 Bthe manic dust of my friends, 0 w+ V1 Z! Q# _% Q! N7 X
those who fell along the way,
' c) z* D2 e. y- Bbitterly stings my face.
# w: M+ _# P( t) C& D% eYet I turn, I turn,
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9 h. m$ c; F! c8 Vwith my will intact to go 7 e. x9 t, i0 p' `# R4 [
whereever I need to go,
8 O8 u2 h+ H) }: J$ J7 a* h& Uand every stone on the road
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5 ^3 s% f3 ]! f6 b) J9 |/ gIn my darkest night,
! y( N0 Y# C9 Y) r& ewhen the moon was covered 7 N9 X! x2 I6 { \7 C
and I roamed through wreckage,
* L3 Q4 ?, p2 j' C/ Xa nimbus-clouded voice
% Z( r1 q" H# h& i* mdirected me:
@) G- b x! s1 y"Live in the layers,
& h$ d% X9 F/ S0 ]* ^: @0 l4 Onot on the litter." 2 g) o3 f4 W; B9 L
Though I lack the art 0 j, R, K+ A1 g0 l, l/ t
to decipher it,
- M1 l3 e2 ^5 l7 wno doubt the next chapter ( V5 Z& O' |& o5 T# X( h0 S
in my book of transformations & ?0 ~- O6 d+ C+ Z! g5 {
is already written. + P# P% p; b5 o
I am not done with my changes.' W* ^6 k" S6 T s0 D
—Stanley Kunitz
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