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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
s; X- a4 c" E6 E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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8 l v. P; t1 y7 `: y The layers
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/ @! H' c4 N' }9 g* OI have walked through many websites,) k" g) j% c Z; O. w$ p: {
some of them I like,/ K% L/ C5 w: {$ M" `4 ?7 m9 y
and some of them I do not like.9 Q+ ~* h5 \/ d4 s Q
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
3 M% M, E1 p% Fout of his true affections., {7 N3 }) k2 v( }8 T
I go, I go8 X# k2 [2 ?- v- c6 @ ~$ q, x; K
exulting somewhat, $ H8 `& e9 ]9 M0 }9 O. w2 n8 t
with my will intact to go+ p( b0 B' m8 L" }2 M) }
wherever I need to go,; s- ]% [: \* |
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
8 u3 b) y( D& O) Z2 h2 WPrecious to me.
( v2 y. g+ _$ H3 hIn my darkest night,
7 u" t9 W6 t7 |/ c. I( D$ zwhen the moon was covered
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a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
6 I4 E) O5 e# W) s$ H) } @. E& fdirected me:
p8 H7 h: m+ h4 y+ D1 G' \Live in the layers
3 Y5 T1 C; n9 @+ O8 h: Ynot on the litter.' c( M$ E- @% E
Though I lack the art
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no doubt the next chaper
9 P1 ?, `5 l4 q2 Ein my book of transformations1 P: l' G: ?# ]2 E) Q
is already written.
: L) M j6 P0 }$ F* b2 GI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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2 P. J" ?8 t. G1 k; T6 J2 E原文在此:5 n: G) l: ~& }# a
: B5 `/ F5 c9 u7 g' lThe Layers
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I have walked through many lives, 5 N2 \' S5 @# a2 O+ n
some of them my own,
* f u* b* c/ _+ Z: xand I am not who I was, 5 ^; L0 |" Z/ j- [
though some principle of being r z4 ^1 B9 S( u$ Z2 o
abides, from which I struggle 0 ~& i; U8 q8 @" K7 r" p
not to stray.
# b4 y! b, s9 m' o: U5 S" iWhen I look behind, 9 x; z- q( `- h6 _# {/ b# @/ ^+ }
as I am compelled to look 4 @& R0 d3 {! r2 Z6 E5 N
before I can gather strength
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1 { |# D' T& RI see the milestones dwindling
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and the slow fires trailing
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" u' y, j# C! S! h) I; f) D+ Bover which scavenger angels
9 @- A" e6 |3 w4 y owheel on heavy wings.
# O# D$ i( X8 p$ u% T$ oOh, I have made myself a tribe 9 l- ~; }$ Z" ^0 t
out of my true affections,
% A J5 a# _% x" M/ r2 a! band my tribe is scattered!
; E# ~8 L2 S& J5 Q8 {0 W1 mHow shall the heart be reconciled
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In a rising wind . p# y* X; V' N, j
the manic dust of my friends,
& Z6 N/ G9 v" ?. F, ythose who fell along the way,
3 z. H' k* Q' t4 @bitterly stings my face. 2 r7 ^! t, ~ D, F% B( }" O, d8 d
Yet I turn, I turn, s. e" V) |* k) L& p
exulting somewhat,
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8 X3 u6 M7 B4 x. X9 ^whereever I need to go, 9 |6 N4 L% i# T2 ~: |
and every stone on the road 6 Z0 A* J- N3 o9 h% b8 h5 o
precious to me. 3 F- q# v+ O8 M5 X6 y9 J7 b9 |
In my darkest night, y1 j. w! j8 ?
when the moon was covered * A& m- J5 R8 n! G# Z, ]8 m. L
and I roamed through wreckage,
7 ~. I$ g( L* s1 x% W6 A5 X% Ga nimbus-clouded voice % I" ^" W5 V, k; U0 R
directed me:
! t( D0 @: Y( S( e"Live in the layers,
9 ~3 e; e/ A% Y4 b! d7 ~7 Ynot on the litter."
! g( J0 p' u B" _Though I lack the art " F9 \0 k. ^- [$ O- u5 Q
to decipher it, 2 s+ o- T" j( ~" [! x4 y% k
no doubt the next chapter / X0 U5 v7 k* ^, v# r+ n
in my book of transformations 3 y& ~4 D4 S7 _9 l# }
is already written. 7 s3 w! g* E! ^ ?* L! V
I am not done with my changes.7 s, n9 M: z) Z
—Stanley Kunitz$ T8 y- e* M/ Q7 h5 W# u5 S; z4 m9 G3 J
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