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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。1 e5 n) B1 w' p3 L+ w/ }
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% L7 P0 d6 t1 s# w
: |# V n* n( ~6 a HI have walked through many websites,
# c1 P5 X# I: X, G& Asome of them I like,4 c( }( Q% w! B' c% a- I
and some of them I do not like.1 s( t5 {# P+ p# e4 H, b2 w: ?
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe1 l* n ^) ]( `, {4 h2 C
out of his true affections.$ Z* L$ z: [; Z, B* U
I go, I go
! J8 I# I* M) sexulting somewhat,
5 t+ z" m" h3 d( r! e8 Qwith my will intact to go
1 `% h2 m) W4 n+ L6 n/ awherever I need to go,
$ c2 }7 ^; P0 _% w2 A9 _0 ~and every post on the Edmontonchina Community 5 v$ V/ ^+ [/ |* G
Precious to me.
- u, O: @* {; ]0 M6 F& I4 e" v: mIn my darkest night,
% j8 \4 S* u. f! o4 z$ E( c0 Z( Gwhen the moon was covered4 e0 Q3 H; x9 a& r& f
and I roamed through websites,; U2 x* d. K* h8 ~9 o1 {
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice # J4 n, A& K/ `+ c% q* H
directed me:! f: k, j' s' r, j4 W7 E
Live in the layers
7 j( l8 S1 {% S# u+ @, onot on the litter.
& s/ m1 t3 {- z7 T# C1 i5 TThough I lack the art - O' O! y0 v: u! G& s
to decipher it,+ }& n, z- v5 U+ O0 T
no doubt the next chaper, [( n# C/ ]+ g z7 `7 ?
in my book of transformations ^5 n$ x* k& D+ s
is already written.
; F6 J; w5 h0 T4 ]9 z C7 M) z+ OI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.* ]5 Q5 M) K h4 F. O' ~1 B& `
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原文在此:
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1 l% v2 _1 C2 x8 s1 tThe Layers
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I have walked through many lives,
" G/ W1 ]- C( u2 G3 c! Ksome of them my own, 8 r2 B9 Y$ M& E2 b# {- s, W! W7 _0 B% y
and I am not who I was, ; C8 s% y1 n% [, f, o
though some principle of being 3 Y2 F3 X9 o7 a
abides, from which I struggle * l. q0 P9 }+ R; o& d
not to stray.
; I4 X8 I6 C+ A. s2 HWhen I look behind,
4 y; r4 | t9 t: Was I am compelled to look
3 G0 N4 r' ^/ N5 ^before I can gather strength
2 r3 z5 f' M% W) P2 bto proceed on my journey,
. O( T' g; |" n* s9 ]% wI see the milestones dwindling
f7 _' {5 C! I2 R& b# S' itoward the horizon 8 W2 m5 _0 O4 i1 E) i& X1 J
and the slow fires trailing , F$ J: d- \! E
from the abandoned camp-sites, / Y6 f# V! F; ]7 V% u# |
over which scavenger angels
9 P3 p) v' [: Gwheel on heavy wings. 3 G0 m# G7 {* k/ Q
Oh, I have made myself a tribe % l' |5 O1 m# I
out of my true affections,
5 `& E @( k) e+ O4 band my tribe is scattered!
" v, d' ^4 O* N& M5 l3 uHow shall the heart be reconciled # c/ G- u+ v G
to its feast of losses? - L! H+ T0 s( w8 K' X& T$ f
In a rising wind & X) F9 y7 p r6 k0 _8 j
the manic dust of my friends,
, w" J- i: A2 ?) r& o5 pthose who fell along the way, + k8 |' Z+ B9 x6 ^5 _$ h/ X- n0 D: \
bitterly stings my face.
$ R- D" Q# T8 Q0 p7 F; @* UYet I turn, I turn, 2 X& Q# ~ D& _) X+ C) l
exulting somewhat,
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and every stone on the road + h; i* { S! T* N
precious to me. & a4 l2 u" U% D. K' X- j. I
In my darkest night,
; ?2 k/ K% R" H- N! t% Ewhen the moon was covered 8 c$ q$ k+ W- U' r" H1 G
and I roamed through wreckage, _5 y$ Q! C0 y+ y3 R
a nimbus-clouded voice
9 T, g$ m, s, | T7 Z% x8 Idirected me:
) b$ E" R. q2 F"Live in the layers,
# `& j$ l/ ?2 @: `( n* z. T3 Q& fnot on the litter."
% i: K; F2 Z2 V- |& UThough I lack the art " \8 y+ z% b2 a. b- o% k
to decipher it, % N- U0 ?: U. B6 e1 R* D. m
no doubt the next chapter
2 Y% \/ U; ], }in my book of transformations ; k0 H Y/ l6 L2 c; ?$ V, {( F
is already written. % d4 o% R D* d$ B6 ?( @' L
I am not done with my changes.
! t: f* W& u0 {4 t3 I* V—Stanley Kunitz3 a+ \, o0 [. @# s" e% j+ P
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