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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。9 ^8 \8 K9 `& `* 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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- j5 [: q6 O1 O3 Y! ?( O The layers. d9 Z' V. V6 L" p3 ~
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I have walked through many websites,% K& [1 o+ X7 o
some of them I like,$ T% @4 }7 E9 I$ Q% y
and some of them I do not like.
7 k( |7 N+ z% |$ _7 g+ uOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
/ _1 c( ~4 Z1 B8 x% R# G" O9 G+ ~/ uout of his true affections.% K$ a. F; \. [ |2 N
I go, I go
, Y1 v) w( ]8 s( @ M2 Sexulting somewhat,
, b+ |/ V- b. i7 Gwith my will intact to go* B0 M8 T- h4 n) s9 O: c
wherever I need to go,
+ P' N7 i" W. i+ G+ Eand every post on the Edmontonchina Community 4 }9 T: O r7 m3 A- |
Precious to me.
' |" |1 \& Z. [8 RIn my darkest night, ' F0 s5 B& K( b c
when the moon was covered
, j5 O2 y. D& |, m7 L5 v2 ^and I roamed through websites,# W9 a9 P6 H) O) e! r9 D
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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* ]6 N; q/ I# u3 GLive in the layers
, i G ?+ r% J% Q; Q7 hnot on the litter.7 p& J; S. n. E" U
Though I lack the art
# h0 `3 k7 e& t5 j8 m) q- J6 ^to decipher it,( c/ ~( V0 w0 A3 N
no doubt the next chaper
5 _' K' n" b8 S& t% u9 Yin my book of transformations, q% p7 S$ W+ ]" l2 b2 K8 @
is already written.+ L# k R! V" j9 l9 }
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.6 a. X; k; B, Y. @
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原文在此:4 y6 L3 p0 ^% Q( z' H
! ^" r+ }0 E: B; o9 EThe Layers/ ^0 b/ p! Y( S. g W U. E
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I have walked through many lives,
. F0 j7 O! U! o; ksome of them my own, ! m) k) b. h, P' E2 }
and I am not who I was, ' L& G+ M8 S& J7 u/ U) a
though some principle of being - `, Y0 N* j- Y* T7 \7 [& C- I
abides, from which I struggle % ~5 [2 A0 N1 c+ R0 }, a& K/ P
not to stray. B) R( B* D9 ~& }( c, I: k
When I look behind, 2 Q @8 F, W$ B7 p0 i* }! T
as I am compelled to look / V6 k- s8 ]5 K$ [' @" Q$ \3 w
before I can gather strength $ V# F, \9 p8 I
to proceed on my journey, 4 e9 i* u& R7 o, E2 d
I see the milestones dwindling 2 C- d1 n* `$ P4 b0 P
toward the horizon
: {; N2 g9 V7 X8 ]2 Xand the slow fires trailing
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over which scavenger angels 1 K# }' Q$ i* q9 r0 x8 X
wheel on heavy wings. 7 c* J" O$ n7 [% a5 T
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
8 U! o- K! C" D7 c0 Vout of my true affections, 6 n( d: U) b" c( g3 M/ e" D
and my tribe is scattered!
7 B6 _9 i. u8 n r# X# `How shall the heart be reconciled + d7 `; O5 g& y5 ~6 v7 \
to its feast of losses?
" W4 R4 k; i# w' l4 cIn a rising wind
. ]! d* c$ D/ [& k! O' W0 vthe manic dust of my friends, ' u9 Z( M9 P& _& H) @
those who fell along the way, 2 a G6 G4 @+ M U( f
bitterly stings my face. ; s5 ?% A7 \! _0 w0 a
Yet I turn, I turn,
2 {8 V0 G" n, M. x$ X2 \0 `+ \exulting somewhat,
g( B4 C; |. Awith my will intact to go
7 W! r) L" y; _7 V/ g4 Gwhereever I need to go, 3 a0 X; C5 O1 {* A: `, ~
and every stone on the road
% K7 ?1 f6 o' n- Y7 X: Y# {precious to me. 5 H% _# B& q1 N' E p" H
In my darkest night,
% F$ H2 L. n6 c" o- J/ s/ Y, D5 E) Q+ Uwhen the moon was covered 8 p2 M/ E. w4 [. F/ K
and I roamed through wreckage, : r0 h1 L! E# E y$ a
a nimbus-clouded voice
5 E( [8 I7 G) n+ u& o4 {directed me:
3 Z' V7 w0 m& Y2 }"Live in the layers, + Z: y a% `* n
not on the litter."
, e$ O, [% P4 n, }; ~& [* EThough I lack the art
7 _; I K% L. Gto decipher it,
; R) M# }* H6 R. P. v6 u6 Xno doubt the next chapter 4 t. N. a+ T1 u/ ]' j
in my book of transformations + K0 m( Q) w; t3 y/ }$ {
is already written.
6 u+ S6 a, i6 N6 NI am not done with my changes.0 r$ N) h% {" |
—Stanley Kunitz7 @" r- r2 q, t
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