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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
0 _8 R. U& { [$ g, b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$ W* l+ J2 R. B$ K) U6 v
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The layers
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+ r0 Y1 m, t2 Q! m: ZI have walked through many websites,
/ Z& } Y0 V. N% g* asome of them I like,$ L7 L' r( u0 V; M$ x, `& O
and some of them I do not like.
" R0 B& v" @5 E0 k7 xOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
( M7 F* `# s7 D4 N+ }4 o- Wout of his true affections.
% z8 u; Y/ C3 s* o) y/ wI go, I go: C( }4 A& Q# Z1 F5 P1 h% l
exulting somewhat, M3 `8 p3 G: b+ |4 k
with my will intact to go. u C) N) B. P" J
wherever I need to go,# B3 }, @' l$ H
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community & {- D. g; ?0 }) W5 T: N& Z% ?
Precious to me.
* c! S3 \. O% H/ a4 n7 yIn my darkest night,
2 U7 `" y: @# b bwhen the moon was covered, r& ]! \# ]9 P' m
and I roamed through websites,: k; J% }* b" m: z# ^; P" I
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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& |2 w" B; P# e" o l" w& `; dLive in the layers5 s! b m |6 v! i* A* v
not on the litter.
$ d; Z+ Q. n. e8 [6 ~2 wThough I lack the art
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0 c- v4 y9 k/ t% Cno doubt the next chaper
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1 k# P* y7 g/ d* B8 c. eis already written.
4 a+ a3 v' i g9 g" aI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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原文在此:; R) O- q9 I; O
4 q& ?! q; D1 v& s! kThe Layers: A) n( T7 @, \& z q8 E
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I have walked through many lives,
( |' s' x: N) \! X/ ]4 bsome of them my own, 8 S" v! a# T& I* C" h
and I am not who I was,
0 j ]/ F0 }. \2 jthough some principle of being
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not to stray.
& A! w. T( n0 |) L2 @When I look behind, + G7 O4 [# X) v0 a- n( y9 z8 D! l
as I am compelled to look
+ E4 q0 U, R& _& g6 J# k6 rbefore I can gather strength
( r! T# ~- A8 {0 I+ N' K2 T1 wto proceed on my journey,
7 y9 o' O& _* ]/ aI see the milestones dwindling # y; L& a: g7 Z. V
toward the horizon
! k6 _, n+ n; N1 s+ a3 Band the slow fires trailing * P! m! ^# F# K' u. ?
from the abandoned camp-sites,
# q0 w" H( V/ dover which scavenger angels 6 o/ i+ U+ k: ?; j+ p1 j
wheel on heavy wings.
& U2 O ?) }& y3 s; }7 SOh, I have made myself a tribe
- j% g% A! W W4 \# [out of my true affections,
2 y |% f; \ E1 Qand my tribe is scattered!
9 |+ ?5 |* A8 \$ k) NHow shall the heart be reconciled
. L* i! r. _" {to its feast of losses?
9 m: u [ R3 O WIn a rising wind 6 e: {+ }* F4 K4 P
the manic dust of my friends, V- p# T& q9 \
those who fell along the way,
& [8 h+ s0 i) O1 w+ e4 Qbitterly stings my face. 1 [, R/ q- @& T
Yet I turn, I turn, 2 n1 Y7 ?! Z" a/ n+ ~2 D
exulting somewhat, i2 a2 E8 p: n3 E
with my will intact to go - U# X8 o1 f1 k; A' N
whereever I need to go,
: \ V* k9 z; O' [5 mand every stone on the road + f P- `9 ~/ e7 C e
precious to me. / `% Z: z1 Q; x- E5 D3 T) J
In my darkest night, 7 U5 K8 Q6 [ F l" f1 L& X# |3 }
when the moon was covered # S8 k% e, H3 D# o1 G7 F" g
and I roamed through wreckage,
2 A2 X9 Y& p) M5 O6 y1 n$ ha nimbus-clouded voice
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+ t% p8 N: Y7 q* j9 R- p& j5 Z& S"Live in the layers,
7 c: t/ l2 v( R# ]5 w! bnot on the litter." - M9 A! _9 e" E; l
Though I lack the art * V) ~- t- q# b# O/ s3 |
to decipher it,
, I% Z% n" v/ }' a" wno doubt the next chapter ' L3 J1 R: _- s4 |
in my book of transformations
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I am not done with my changes.
& Z3 V3 B8 a4 K; ]—Stanley Kunitz
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