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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。; ]0 w3 b0 Q( `6 B" ^% v
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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1 l$ a2 _; _' g8 w; I+ wI have walked through many websites,& _+ N7 P5 Q/ U
some of them I like,
- f5 r2 I6 j) c) Gand some of them I do not like. i. C) @1 A& e. U% L i7 h
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
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I go, I go& W6 L- ?) m( h2 o) p
exulting somewhat, , P5 _/ t; U5 J0 i9 ?
with my will intact to go
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and every post on the Edmontonchina Community 5 `* S3 X, Q8 C- N* u7 f. L
Precious to me.
7 G9 @5 Y' ]0 D, M6 h+ n; C5 cIn my darkest night, 7 ?* j+ l3 E9 w# T! `2 a8 e
when the moon was covered
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a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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Live in the layers
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Though I lack the art ( R# H0 i, }8 Q! b/ x
to decipher it," s/ `% [) M+ J/ o" g( l! e
no doubt the next chaper. }1 E/ x1 O1 o' L
in my book of transformations4 @ [/ c7 G" p9 R7 ]4 n9 O% Z+ W
is already written." ~. T4 L4 M X* l
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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The Layers
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I have walked through many lives,
( e, V! r: C' j7 nsome of them my own,
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though some principle of being + ]- t" k& _) F2 `
abides, from which I struggle
8 P& E _; c& A" E& Dnot to stray. 9 _3 N+ a) d8 s0 Z( x
When I look behind, 2 ^; k+ v1 r, m6 M6 S/ o
as I am compelled to look 9 t f# m* i1 Q7 w8 m# o2 ~
before I can gather strength
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. Z# _- {2 z) G) T3 U2 L" }- CI see the milestones dwindling
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, Z5 _" t# X6 G; }0 S7 q) yand the slow fires trailing 7 I4 o# C! d8 {4 Z, L$ v7 Z
from the abandoned camp-sites,
6 e; f! D- s% R6 O- E1 k8 W$ p/ G3 mover which scavenger angels
8 A0 f3 v2 h( U% Jwheel on heavy wings.
y) R* j; i8 G. ]3 c, C( q wOh, I have made myself a tribe * d x8 A0 T8 O5 g6 D$ k
out of my true affections,
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How shall the heart be reconciled
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In a rising wind
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those who fell along the way, 0 v5 H* T; n1 @# r
bitterly stings my face. ; O! \' x9 _& O2 c
Yet I turn, I turn, 3 X) Q. ~' z3 l, f8 a- j% P, a
exulting somewhat,
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whereever I need to go, $ c/ ]0 G# e7 s1 d
and every stone on the road # p* t# |( `% Y! R2 b( o7 d
precious to me.
' @( Z5 X5 u( g6 N! CIn my darkest night,
; k a8 s, L! y/ Z" C. u0 Rwhen the moon was covered @! `) @; x7 G& o
and I roamed through wreckage, + F# N: K9 [% ^, z4 Z9 ]
a nimbus-clouded voice
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"Live in the layers,
9 e& u" k( G& M' @not on the litter."
3 d, t+ a1 G6 i, ]' ]2 RThough I lack the art
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/ ^5 V1 l- B, P- c5 `# Ano doubt the next chapter 8 \% r9 i5 t0 R9 l5 z5 b* o
in my book of transformations
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I am not done with my changes.
4 @( _/ c+ y7 W' W. h—Stanley Kunitz! ?$ q6 K) P4 D' ~% Y
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