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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
+ p, Z: ^) ~, B5 c2 |! u3 G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; z/ \# ~; z. ~9 C! w
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I have walked through many websites,
9 j; W2 n' i* M' ?5 P" esome of them I like,
# M: R% P0 Z) n+ Gand some of them I do not like.. q- F" R1 a- S1 o: d/ L
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
$ `: \3 n( Z D6 p; |5 J1 \out of his true affections.* e/ G/ s3 ?6 y) x7 P% Q: O: }
I go, I go
+ M+ L: }/ A+ J# u4 bexulting somewhat, " X4 s* X8 n2 \: L/ u; V* V
with my will intact to go
2 [. }% ]( ^* \8 xwherever I need to go,# r8 t" f2 F; ]
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community ( e8 P% q$ t# q. Q. r
Precious to me.; o. U6 |4 X) G' c3 @6 u) X/ q
In my darkest night,
- ~0 Q$ A; a2 w& s& [ p$ Ywhen the moon was covered
+ b- E0 q( ]5 F7 y# @& _and I roamed through websites,
1 A- R- A) u, ya nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice + L9 c; X) p/ s& e `# G, ^
directed me:
4 O( i3 V; x8 m9 |7 I) `* MLive in the layers
( ~3 ^3 w) f) onot on the litter.) e8 B1 F8 K+ i& l- A2 k9 A
Though I lack the art , `* p' b7 h1 p7 m7 t) ]
to decipher it,
' N2 c% S" o! A5 s% F5 Sno doubt the next chaper
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is already written.
' B* j! N+ W( q/ U, L( j8 Y" ]' |I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.+ C5 ]# G/ l& R8 D6 g; M
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原文在此:
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' ~$ T- a, R1 l8 z6 z" x: Y, ?I have walked through many lives, % R- @% m$ P9 X$ e
some of them my own,
3 P3 X5 a$ Y. i( V# n) s8 v/ ]0 g9 [# Vand I am not who I was,
% }4 u% A' {* B0 A% A( d8 |# `: wthough some principle of being + m4 P- x( `( J+ C, ^9 g
abides, from which I struggle
8 H7 A: A& h' G( U5 {not to stray.
0 s4 o4 ]' |" K: P2 PWhen I look behind,
" R' b3 o* J" E/ m5 `as I am compelled to look
& j0 P/ B. n: x: k5 M; Nbefore I can gather strength
+ F* H! a5 {. E' F2 {9 _to proceed on my journey, 6 W# o# @* M( h( U! `1 O$ k
I see the milestones dwindling 4 {5 ^$ Z! A" u* a& B* L2 C
toward the horizon
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from the abandoned camp-sites, 1 G$ w. {1 f/ Y! ~+ J8 t
over which scavenger angels
1 y0 T+ X8 x. lwheel on heavy wings. 9 @3 x% @( @2 q4 A3 `( O; }
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
# d# o$ i. I6 \0 O# bout of my true affections, 8 G( P6 W# V9 E' \+ c& t* }* f
and my tribe is scattered!
/ r7 p) S) c0 r0 vHow shall the heart be reconciled
, q/ E6 A/ X+ g+ gto its feast of losses?
$ K( s9 P/ W1 Y; i( g6 NIn a rising wind ) C/ B6 M C6 r9 A3 V
the manic dust of my friends,
+ s: {: T; ?: rthose who fell along the way,
- D/ `( s% z& _bitterly stings my face.
9 c$ F0 v& j7 r- m9 V2 {+ iYet I turn, I turn, ( s( U. u, l6 Q0 m9 y6 L
exulting somewhat,
Y. i/ H& Z! [9 q2 Fwith my will intact to go
( M1 J+ k, c2 q9 S3 A+ Xwhereever I need to go, / z' w: [: i3 N4 P+ I
and every stone on the road
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( t( Y7 ?/ I+ N X# g/ J. O& e YIn my darkest night, ! N0 ], n' L5 F) I2 Q
when the moon was covered
~. [1 w9 a7 K! {+ A' land I roamed through wreckage, 6 m/ s2 I1 B% W1 z% l: n9 I8 B4 |
a nimbus-clouded voice & A: l: `3 q4 a# D- M
directed me: 3 q4 j( ?% U2 p0 Q
"Live in the layers,
) l) C2 {1 u. i+ |. D- enot on the litter."
& q, y1 O# n/ g9 z5 L; \Though I lack the art
. w/ S- D& U! W' \) |* fto decipher it,
" g! Y( c/ x4 M! h) zno doubt the next chapter
' ^3 w( V. n" s$ ]5 _in my book of transformations 6 F/ x7 M0 `5 _6 m" L( Y
is already written. f; r/ l% I) H4 A$ E9 q c, ?
I am not done with my changes.
. h* p2 B1 b3 ?7 `/ k. e( d—Stanley Kunitz
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