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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。, w$ l/ `: C0 f, ]' a$ h+ F$ I
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) [/ f2 Y% l* \$ ^" S6 ?2 {
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8 y( c* n% t) F, g. R6 [( f; } The layers+ H2 j2 {4 O- Z5 \$ p
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I have walked through many websites,# T3 }2 [" w4 j2 g
some of them I like,
8 Y" ]* c/ g0 ^9 i) x" Eand some of them I do not like.
& k, Y: K- ]" n4 F5 _Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
' v: U/ t$ T5 Y3 [% ~: `out of his true affections.
. M4 b2 O5 y$ l/ V9 i$ [' wI go, I go
q" A( v; I+ d+ {3 Hexulting somewhat, + ?( O9 j+ c3 E7 H6 G. n% \) m% B7 k
with my will intact to go
" `+ ~" v& E# R! ywherever I need to go,
/ i$ w3 M2 i% ?4 K- pand every post on the Edmontonchina Community
, |, ^" z# A; E, {Precious to me.
8 Z h" G9 Q8 k7 E, pIn my darkest night,
. N, k( c* p- K5 k7 Owhen the moon was covered
1 M# O$ Q1 k& @and I roamed through websites,
1 ]' C3 B# G$ d0 M( f, _$ B4 O- s/ na nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice & u6 h% `' z, ?6 ~- ^7 S
directed me:& i8 c# d2 I% O, ]4 N# t* r8 r( F
Live in the layers* b( ]( k2 Y" E/ H7 H
not on the litter.
5 s9 P6 z; {5 LThough I lack the art
i" A, n, X, L1 y+ t# Z5 w0 ~: rto decipher it," Q# ~5 A: l" E5 y t
no doubt the next chaper
- {1 ]2 O2 D4 v% H% {' _6 pin my book of transformations
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I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.1 U" D: ?# U. P* ^, n$ R
8 q8 e1 r9 M: T. w; W4 O原文在此:4 J; Z$ m6 j9 H& V0 I! V
- \( s- m1 ]5 h I! z4 XThe Layers
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I have walked through many lives, # I8 y/ G2 R7 p: O$ W
some of them my own, 3 z1 X- ^% m: J% l& B
and I am not who I was,
9 k0 w m# e, s7 V& j1 q( J0 Bthough some principle of being ' J# v- A8 E" n/ q" c
abides, from which I struggle
( V/ I! V; ?; ^, u4 Xnot to stray.
5 v+ g, c: h/ }# v7 T2 I: t! @8 T3 ^When I look behind,
! \9 ^3 u& ~! G/ h- r! r/ ~as I am compelled to look 9 ?7 y' x# c* ~. S1 c
before I can gather strength + N6 J7 @$ [6 h! f7 g8 I
to proceed on my journey,
, ] P" E1 s3 QI see the milestones dwindling , h7 ?5 C9 Z8 |1 }6 y7 n3 N
toward the horizon
9 ]" P2 D/ s$ Z& f, D1 xand the slow fires trailing + g2 Z. I4 Z( i; R% W, O
from the abandoned camp-sites,
% J$ p: E3 X& l- e9 F9 o/ mover which scavenger angels 1 A4 {& a& N) f5 [3 n& p, {8 \- e) j
wheel on heavy wings.
; V6 x2 W' F( V& z, [+ WOh, I have made myself a tribe & E7 y) j s" y3 t4 _) ]
out of my true affections,
5 g2 e$ l" U/ f2 n Jand my tribe is scattered! & q9 u( \( q8 l1 l* S' }4 f
How shall the heart be reconciled
5 g& L* W6 W( J$ \3 ^3 I5 |to its feast of losses?
1 Q3 o, q& y: x9 W: MIn a rising wind
+ p+ H$ d+ {8 ythe manic dust of my friends, 9 k _) a" p( A7 i6 w6 C
those who fell along the way,
3 O8 w- F; O7 e$ ~ \! a. hbitterly stings my face.
& r/ G9 |* A' M( J, d, lYet I turn, I turn,
, x4 d7 X, `1 D7 Eexulting somewhat,
. H- t2 i$ y+ ~with my will intact to go / y8 u3 ?! Q0 W# m4 h" [
whereever I need to go,
& g b' Q! B- e. B' Kand every stone on the road
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In my darkest night,
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and I roamed through wreckage, 8 N% g# K6 T$ w1 } _- N
a nimbus-clouded voice
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"Live in the layers,
) i: o/ h# O- h. c; k: Vnot on the litter."
9 z9 c$ \5 Y) G5 x" c+ k+ aThough I lack the art # P8 p4 F: e+ i; X0 l/ |# K/ q' i% T
to decipher it, 7 ?, V; ~! C- y( }
no doubt the next chapter
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+ A; g5 ~1 [6 \( Ris already written. ! v7 c/ m2 k2 @$ W( }: t2 m) v( u
I am not done with my changes.0 ?& g3 U1 W" K) @3 J
—Stanley Kunitz( c. w- G0 M' l& R- a& q2 I3 a5 m5 S) O
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