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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
% C3 y, ?. H& x" i2 C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, F7 j% N( z. v) W
3 ~3 p+ b( g, E S7 {I have walked through many websites,% B K3 Y+ Y: m
some of them I like,
. q z( x9 a4 M2 V0 q J: ?and some of them I do not like.
+ h6 [# m+ r j' HOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
) N5 {6 {5 Y2 J( r# O1 qout of his true affections.
5 m' a. C- Y$ }1 v/ j1 xI go, I go& L$ Q( r% L/ L
exulting somewhat,
/ c7 R N" Q1 ?4 f! g& V* f* O7 Owith my will intact to go' ~- R3 C! S1 a, |, q7 D6 a
wherever I need to go,
. ~ J7 j' s* H8 @5 n3 Tand every post on the Edmontonchina Community
6 Y% d) B& ?* {/ J% rPrecious to me.) \2 C! `# @$ {; I4 }- c1 w
In my darkest night,
2 _; n9 r' t4 V6 [. @. Y) Fwhen the moon was covered) G# n! ]/ O, b
and I roamed through websites,
) i5 H# T6 ~6 f2 \( `a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice i3 f; k) F, ^: y( ^8 X1 G
directed me:) }6 ], z& q3 }0 G0 k
Live in the layers
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( _9 |& S' q1 z0 q$ d+ j( Y yThough I lack the art 2 N" S$ [: ?2 I+ _( F, f- O5 t
to decipher it,. G) G k% G+ p8 v
no doubt the next chaper
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is already written.
: W0 S+ z$ U6 f8 y# p7 iI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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原文在此:+ I1 s: }8 V( g. p
5 J/ W8 |5 Q" D. V3 E) wThe Layers
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I have walked through many lives, + n: e6 o7 Z8 A- V6 L- c# U/ J
some of them my own,
+ R! a7 g5 e( z. k# ^( Dand I am not who I was,
7 G4 a! e9 m+ Z' zthough some principle of being
$ ], Z4 b8 O; G/ B" k+ T+ o5 m! {abides, from which I struggle + h* \! R. _2 ]9 B0 Y. N( W# h
not to stray.
# ^. C1 }; d% u! E: CWhen I look behind, % b2 |. _9 f+ i
as I am compelled to look
% H. a7 G( K F' v) D2 g7 ?5 gbefore I can gather strength
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I see the milestones dwindling - x; Z- Y2 x+ m) N X8 { [
toward the horizon
1 I' n5 x" X; Uand the slow fires trailing
' ?9 N% g5 f' y( l' n* mfrom the abandoned camp-sites,
8 W; l- c2 n( [$ \$ ^% aover which scavenger angels ; G: i# D' d# o. U( b& v* A* k
wheel on heavy wings.
+ m8 \& _- H* |5 F% XOh, I have made myself a tribe
/ X$ ?' c. f; X5 @/ F1 G. nout of my true affections,
. E9 X! s$ e& J& a% Y) h* pand my tribe is scattered! & \7 h s7 ?6 [1 [& R
How shall the heart be reconciled 4 R- @$ x3 _3 I* U+ q2 h
to its feast of losses?
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the manic dust of my friends, 1 r- X- H1 `% w9 d+ R2 X7 z4 Q1 Z3 J
those who fell along the way, / i# y7 v9 z( D2 Y& D U; ^
bitterly stings my face.
5 s7 i, [0 V/ m& SYet I turn, I turn, 7 F l0 O# K7 z; b* {
exulting somewhat, 7 B3 t6 N( R! B
with my will intact to go " _, i& P, Y5 n* y
whereever I need to go,
9 Y: k3 E9 A$ {% O. ^and every stone on the road
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5 _! d4 f% U2 N" i: K1 @In my darkest night, 2 q0 y2 y6 `$ o( s' D+ m% w# E
when the moon was covered
* A) M. F7 U( b/ Z) y$ B" Fand I roamed through wreckage, " p3 o: Q. c8 {* Y& o7 @* o+ }2 L
a nimbus-clouded voice U' V6 c3 i0 m
directed me: * Q6 @0 u3 H4 v; M- Z% F6 e6 o3 X) z
"Live in the layers,
) t6 f0 x6 x5 c1 wnot on the litter."
& `5 |+ _' |: \Though I lack the art
) ?' v7 g; z' q: v( @1 ]to decipher it, + d0 i* T6 c7 |3 L) Z) a
no doubt the next chapter 8 s. T) C# C/ }, T$ Z- v7 Y" u
in my book of transformations ) A& }8 e4 `$ n& H. I8 Q
is already written. 8 y) O5 t4 ^. L
I am not done with my changes." A% V/ o* R' ~6 O- k
—Stanley Kunitz( E2 ` r& z* T& N5 s+ A$ L
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