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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
6 b0 i' k9 n$ e2 d. 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
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I have walked through many websites,
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and some of them I do not like.3 x4 I: V9 F# ~* X
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe/ ~# f2 z# U8 A# z/ L, Z% Y, P
out of his true affections.& j% v9 T; ~. s% L6 \0 B
I go, I go
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wherever I need to go,
/ ?, v1 H" b+ a/ ^$ aand every post on the Edmontonchina Community 3 k9 W ~! b! j0 n' }- W
Precious to me.4 F$ W5 k& m- S0 p D
In my darkest night, 0 r, @8 z1 s$ z- t
when the moon was covered& m6 d. X; o) w" ]% ~1 b
and I roamed through websites,9 f* z7 O# V+ w& P
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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Live in the layers
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Though I lack the art
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no doubt the next chaper
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is already written.
* k+ `# D# `6 e3 oI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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4 Y2 @; y3 p0 `0 ^& h+ yThe Layers
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I have walked through many lives,
! I% z" ?) L \7 M* xsome of them my own, + D1 e+ h! @. e4 s8 U/ ]
and I am not who I was,
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abides, from which I struggle
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) R+ U3 Y2 R. V3 _When I look behind, 4 R* Z$ X( A3 l# I# U3 w
as I am compelled to look
. E; y5 w1 ^( ~, m" Wbefore I can gather strength
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% n0 ~" ?" x+ p4 ]. `% z1 B" _# ZI see the milestones dwindling
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and the slow fires trailing 1 k' X* g9 n' T" N' r2 _
from the abandoned camp-sites, " U* W7 N! l1 A. w& h3 j5 T# }8 k
over which scavenger angels
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Oh, I have made myself a tribe 7 x$ U: u4 o, B( ~6 R1 X, o
out of my true affections, ) [- D$ b- \; b$ }
and my tribe is scattered! % y1 ^& n8 ~. Q3 D- `' U
How shall the heart be reconciled
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the manic dust of my friends,
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bitterly stings my face. % t- u) Z0 y) l$ v
Yet I turn, I turn,
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with my will intact to go
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and every stone on the road 3 }. V: x2 K$ I- r/ a/ }
precious to me. - L: ^# O5 ~3 x# M
In my darkest night, " z0 G% p: W u1 D" t' F% ?
when the moon was covered
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a nimbus-clouded voice
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! G, _) d5 H, I' y7 F6 {. m"Live in the layers, 6 Y; ], ]; a+ i$ C
not on the litter."
4 N0 d, Q; f6 M+ o R6 T9 bThough I lack the art
+ a6 l3 h. J. h/ x3 O8 lto decipher it, 4 |, [; }1 v7 o! {, C4 n* Q
no doubt the next chapter
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& f* w* N6 }+ C+ T/ JI am not done with my changes.7 C. a* z/ R8 ^& n7 A
—Stanley Kunitz
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