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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 l+ w# w7 p( _$ s4 J$ o
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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5 Y0 i% i) Y5 V( BI have walked through many websites,/ s$ @" E1 D4 I+ B2 \
some of them I like,
7 j& {. i% M/ c' {% s8 v! K2 h& Jand some of them I do not like.
! F8 \) U9 N$ v$ |7 H2 pOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
& E! W" o1 ?5 M1 Vout of his true affections.
$ D9 n- R- \* ]1 oI go, I go# {- X& R3 n2 Q \! |
exulting somewhat,
% T5 z1 {' o" F( x c2 m+ \with my will intact to go6 W3 W( O: W3 n0 C, q# f) x
wherever I need to go,
8 ]8 w; j& B B" b% X1 ^: hand every post on the Edmontonchina Community 9 T, J$ g, {* A" b) d
Precious to me. K! p# Z9 W4 A& x+ t, g
In my darkest night, 3 u2 Q+ P8 ~5 I( O
when the moon was covered2 N) p' h$ F) W4 e0 n5 V j# P/ s
and I roamed through websites,
; J, _9 ?* G9 m# r5 ya nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice / e- C: @: h0 z
directed me:% L* _9 y& } `1 J6 \- k
Live in the layers
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Though I lack the art 0 x; V! \) ^' q, m% ? w2 I
to decipher it,
% ~3 ^; M8 z# K& g, ]- Sno doubt the next chaper
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6 D5 k1 o; B8 s9 f" S: ]3 JI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.' K' @( d7 }3 _- u/ r, F9 ~
' ~+ j, ^. J9 l5 m原文在此:
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The Layers
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. K( b0 O' A" K' Y: V9 `, ^" r! II have walked through many lives, % n7 T) T: @# d) Z0 _+ _1 D, E9 K
some of them my own, 3 ]3 b7 S; J# a
and I am not who I was, ' w j' ^: J$ y
though some principle of being 0 o4 v! ?" G8 |9 Q0 k* Y. R' q
abides, from which I struggle
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When I look behind, 7 N: q( _0 M3 a/ C
as I am compelled to look 8 o6 n0 L: V: d# @0 v8 _) h
before I can gather strength / W# [" b5 I1 S4 ~0 ~/ r2 M% s
to proceed on my journey,
+ M8 E* j' V7 Z1 r$ A7 DI see the milestones dwindling , }" l& N/ Z. K" e. }6 N
toward the horizon 2 e' g- v! O: `* b- I$ f% i# T
and the slow fires trailing " l0 C9 `' w& W; p$ F
from the abandoned camp-sites, ) \8 Q2 K& o* b7 I8 s) M
over which scavenger angels " x2 o/ v' K6 i; C8 o, n
wheel on heavy wings. 5 q$ r S# x3 y r* t% F
Oh, I have made myself a tribe 4 Q$ b" m% `( `1 V$ w
out of my true affections, 5 m: M6 e% Z$ K2 |/ M: }+ d7 R. m
and my tribe is scattered! 0 B W" r& s. F# _: z J0 i b9 n
How shall the heart be reconciled : X h" I+ R! O/ H
to its feast of losses? ) W) A, O6 d) C, U2 b
In a rising wind " X; M% T+ W" X$ C+ s
the manic dust of my friends,
0 k/ t6 A6 t/ f. `those who fell along the way,
$ q6 M9 u( J; q O$ n8 Z x* [) Gbitterly stings my face.
6 k9 k( @- k2 E% M7 J; Q! HYet I turn, I turn,
' c3 @/ X. d6 @+ m# Xexulting somewhat,
$ j) V5 o% W8 S; c7 ^$ bwith my will intact to go ; g8 I- F9 j8 P9 e3 n
whereever I need to go, 9 N, U0 M" W+ l8 s, ^ Y: E! D
and every stone on the road 6 [1 U9 Z6 \- {8 N! J2 `( y
precious to me.
# M0 [8 G" i$ ~0 E! gIn my darkest night,
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and I roamed through wreckage,
. v+ q( X8 E i. u& R3 q; ta nimbus-clouded voice
+ z! X- g/ |2 jdirected me:
( c3 F. R* q- J8 G; I"Live in the layers, - G: n* H$ B# L. X+ g8 ~
not on the litter."
" o/ M, u5 M' p- X1 L5 M1 _- X; HThough I lack the art
5 A& a% W0 J% k( E o/ ^* Zto decipher it,
' H% O7 T4 ?& } f" pno doubt the next chapter
. d7 |/ q* U: I) {in my book of transformations ; O5 b! ~' A3 U' D0 i/ s- j' Y
is already written.
8 P* i/ ?+ b# g" t$ oI am not done with my changes.
5 |% b; f! [- a2 r) i1 r$ G—Stanley Kunitz0 I8 I3 E. I' e8 b) {6 U* t& c
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