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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
7 O& @$ q6 O2 z7 x B8 a9 Z) D. g( \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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0 N L- L5 r9 k The layers
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( _, k5 o3 j, ^, ~9 a, P. t- F aI have walked through many websites," I# Q8 O# E- x9 B
some of them I like,
' F1 i( s% U% ?6 R) Q, ]and some of them I do not like.
- O7 c/ S+ M0 o# ], b$ d" b. wOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
8 e2 n$ j: M; x; R; Hout of his true affections.+ n: V& G% f# x! U% A
I go, I go+ \6 |4 I- T8 P- ]/ s/ y& ?
exulting somewhat, 9 _) u2 L0 u$ N! O: \: ^, s" @
with my will intact to go
6 D, x# L1 w- l @% V5 Qwherever I need to go,( ]6 N" C7 v1 P, p* w* k
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
! k. T4 g4 I2 e; hPrecious to me.
/ [8 D: w" A, W) w8 CIn my darkest night,
! t! J- ?& [' D- T* ^. S L" i- bwhen the moon was covered
6 B, p' l" i' Z) F3 c9 s. }and I roamed through websites,3 {( v5 f, N/ C
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
9 g0 O2 ]! b, _8 v$ V4 i+ Z Cdirected me:/ K1 z6 {7 z6 U
Live in the layers
) t% m& l0 C5 k& ~2 C2 {not on the litter.
H J% O6 q. a% lThough I lack the art
, i) Y6 W: q/ g5 a1 o" rto decipher it,0 D: {* O/ }/ V& U d2 u' D+ v# ~
no doubt the next chaper
# [! h6 i; u! |2 y# gin my book of transformations/ R N; ]: V. F" c3 W
is already written.: K5 U, }1 {, e9 E# f5 L+ h! E: y
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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原文在此:/ a2 q% F7 k8 Z% W
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The Layers& A1 e/ Q m; N# G& ~
1 K1 F- W# I- M2 m$ ?8 S7 `0 ]; d5 ^ B+ KI have walked through many lives, 3 l3 n, n6 M/ z8 ^4 U( R" t4 s1 @
some of them my own, 7 B9 ~# [8 ?3 g
and I am not who I was, 7 g5 {* B0 i- I& V9 y
though some principle of being
3 N& e' g0 d" l) Rabides, from which I struggle
! U: \$ p4 n7 K0 Q' d- G0 ]+ Mnot to stray. 0 N& H! M# G* C& ~- F1 Q- S
When I look behind, - K; |7 ^% K% S& O$ e3 s1 O
as I am compelled to look
: _; g5 j( e7 X7 w5 S. t2 dbefore I can gather strength
, B* o g& |, ~+ Eto proceed on my journey,
' [2 q& S( {! C. x! u) oI see the milestones dwindling / t; l# [. D7 F/ t) o+ X
toward the horizon
: A- @; M& g0 \5 ?, \" Mand the slow fires trailing
& _+ L+ |- v9 d( u( R. Rfrom the abandoned camp-sites,
4 W# F: L- S) k2 dover which scavenger angels ) Q4 l9 h* g3 T1 B6 P
wheel on heavy wings. & ^: J6 V( G# \0 V1 b! g+ e
Oh, I have made myself a tribe 5 j& h G! J D/ h9 N& y
out of my true affections, 4 H% u5 C$ U* X
and my tribe is scattered!
# q: a3 O6 |4 i1 l0 IHow shall the heart be reconciled
: ]8 j4 u, h2 X2 B lto its feast of losses? 9 C: y) e& k5 S: D! ~% P! _0 u7 J7 @
In a rising wind
$ m$ A I4 H c5 Cthe manic dust of my friends,
5 m6 c+ _$ `( _2 i' zthose who fell along the way,
G! g8 d2 C- U, Ebitterly stings my face.
8 i$ ^6 o [- v6 l0 I8 YYet I turn, I turn,
1 `, A2 U& F! R: Gexulting somewhat, . ~% `$ q- s# S9 k! D5 o
with my will intact to go * t$ U+ S1 M2 o" N7 D2 N
whereever I need to go,
: ?0 q, ]2 L; t8 i0 @0 D0 T) Oand every stone on the road
1 \+ C! e" l( [; z. |precious to me.
0 `2 E/ E# P1 f# w' `1 \; `In my darkest night,
6 T, _) h- M- G5 ~4 qwhen the moon was covered * D |. t/ S3 X: X5 U
and I roamed through wreckage, : K; }( M n% N" K
a nimbus-clouded voice 3 q6 j, v( L) `
directed me:
) X1 a5 L J+ W! M# ]"Live in the layers, * ]7 k B( M: I, [
not on the litter." 3 V* R% ]0 E/ ?5 x
Though I lack the art % f' B a5 B4 S5 F3 f: Z
to decipher it,
- i6 t1 H# Z* z# {no doubt the next chapter 0 N" f) M! ]* Y; \3 ?
in my book of transformations
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: I: R3 _, ^* [+ T" BI am not done with my changes.
7 X5 y- o4 m# I: W—Stanley Kunitz
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