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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
3 A6 p0 ?, C- \5 D4 Q% N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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$ s) @* C2 y4 ]% n8 h/ M( EI have walked through many websites,
5 y, W5 k- m9 N0 I: U9 G3 W. zsome of them I like,
9 A4 D5 [* |0 @5 t, J/ E; `and some of them I do not like.
" `5 P! b$ p8 O/ W! U3 h) h( lOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
9 C, M' ~, u6 a D0 h% Cout of his true affections.4 Q* {9 K: h/ j3 Y
I go, I go' A- i: @! m/ [& n
exulting somewhat,
6 P! V" g- S7 |, @8 M1 t6 N5 x7 ~with my will intact to go
5 m3 U, t2 ^8 M5 p4 P/ p, {wherever I need to go,6 P# y7 R7 z3 g9 O' ]
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
' w W0 O) Q. b3 L. bPrecious to me.# d! z& S& \% f" [' t" W- X0 _
In my darkest night,
# F. x# ]7 [, T9 }& M5 g" r% mwhen the moon was covered
. x, B* p# E; A' Uand I roamed through websites,
3 V) y) |1 U1 X6 Q& C: \ q* e2 [a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
( j# r7 Q6 K$ ?& |# Q6 H, Wdirected me:
: h& M1 A# c# J) H( c- Y. QLive in the layers
" {+ I+ j; A) \4 Onot on the litter.5 k4 Q4 [1 \9 c
Though I lack the art
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no doubt the next chaper$ t% v9 s( c- C
in my book of transformations
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( _# T4 Z/ n0 q% z& xI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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2 H# m l7 j1 J; i; S9 j原文在此:- Q% P- t% F. l
& Q7 N# f/ j( mThe Layers
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2 `6 y2 H6 r% c0 k1 g; o) oI have walked through many lives, * e7 I8 {. D0 P# v
some of them my own,
0 S) g1 _' a& E) L* rand I am not who I was,
C p9 B" X2 l2 z Z* o2 I4 y6 D/ Uthough some principle of being 7 ^' N6 p9 X# M7 d* g2 m
abides, from which I struggle 5 Z! H1 l$ O9 N0 y l6 C( l7 q
not to stray. 2 Z% J: Z6 g7 Y1 \& o% `, F7 i6 E# z
When I look behind,
# f+ n9 f+ s' T+ j" Qas I am compelled to look
, I, l9 h) M- C2 w1 q1 Rbefore I can gather strength
y8 ^/ a$ L: P. Cto proceed on my journey, & E/ F& M; j) j' E
I see the milestones dwindling 1 b: A; A+ e: Q- B& Z& a6 U6 }
toward the horizon
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+ r! Y o: I$ G) Q+ i* o8 f4 cfrom the abandoned camp-sites, ! X# c- q. j/ j+ [$ j9 }
over which scavenger angels ; i- R' f9 Q: L2 ^. _1 l
wheel on heavy wings. - s- y0 j/ f# t0 G: H; a
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
) S4 h* L+ P6 X6 \out of my true affections,
4 t( F* n2 L1 f4 g& s' p, p3 eand my tribe is scattered! 4 Z+ f; h- [4 J& a' q/ `$ A- P
How shall the heart be reconciled 5 Z1 {% t/ H ~2 y
to its feast of losses? $ v6 Y2 v8 ~! v: o
In a rising wind 1 ^' L0 j5 K' d! ?6 ~
the manic dust of my friends,
; w0 E L' T# Cthose who fell along the way,
# ^/ F8 s$ k2 Y$ ~$ Pbitterly stings my face. : I5 ?2 Y+ |' X0 Z; H
Yet I turn, I turn,
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with my will intact to go
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and every stone on the road
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In my darkest night,
9 Z7 v$ q2 O- M" [8 Z( _- j6 Ywhen the moon was covered
2 ~4 q) K; A4 r) t) K) e! Qand I roamed through wreckage,
" p& I4 o% i6 L; [' ]8 m% Aa nimbus-clouded voice 3 ?3 f4 o! O8 |8 y0 e0 d
directed me: 3 M$ J. D- V- g6 z$ P+ T, V
"Live in the layers,
. J3 G9 Y5 x8 T# l, i5 Xnot on the litter." : P, V* v% U- e8 i4 J
Though I lack the art * S! J. {" N9 P' t- [
to decipher it,
* j) C) I: w, A1 g7 ?3 B' X, ^; Xno doubt the next chapter
5 s5 r) K" x6 s+ g9 yin my book of transformations
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I am not done with my changes.% X) Q, ]( y) L* R" B1 L2 d- J7 I5 E8 x
—Stanley Kunitz3 r4 x2 L$ k B
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