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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
+ h/ M' X) A9 C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" C1 m5 _5 X8 N k3 \
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I have walked through many websites,
( g1 Z0 j6 T4 s. S+ F% H" zsome of them I like,
) J/ R* C6 P2 _6 {and some of them I do not like.+ h2 @* }6 F0 b* Z& w
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
1 T$ F- U2 ?) n, M- Bout of his true affections.
2 e# [, G+ }# B) N( VI go, I go
( E" b8 _" Z E+ b& d# n& B! L. ^exulting somewhat, ( i* _8 y. D. p+ `2 z, v- H
with my will intact to go6 T( B/ z( K/ k+ o% s
wherever I need to go,
, V+ o g8 _2 A3 u2 Z7 S zand every post on the Edmontonchina Community " F. e. q* @! L9 T$ t2 ?3 d/ }
Precious to me.
4 M0 s# ^! u8 ^/ c- F) DIn my darkest night, 9 [% |- Q) q/ l
when the moon was covered
& T/ }5 I: {4 s; ?: {, fand I roamed through websites,: B4 _3 a, B( o% e# H$ q
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice * L& F8 J0 c$ s) P. _5 e' Z
directed me:& b0 y2 J2 T; V5 C
Live in the layers( ^" E* l9 R6 L4 J
not on the litter.
3 h) T, l' O' \3 Y2 y) jThough I lack the art 0 `2 G Y1 {) X( i7 K$ Y, y
to decipher it,
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in my book of transformations
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I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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原文在此:
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5 j" Q0 { b E# _' }: rThe Layers
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5 }: U2 F: X% a# }1 ?! R/ s; [I have walked through many lives,
5 W/ B6 R2 V3 h+ j' y- Vsome of them my own,
: f: z" p; X+ ]3 ^" {7 s) Nand I am not who I was, / z$ E( m% W# B% v. o/ A
though some principle of being , p8 n2 e; \% ~
abides, from which I struggle $ t9 G; t2 q" l' B4 F8 }% C
not to stray. " r3 A# m& d8 {! q- @% q; M v- S! }
When I look behind,
( _" Z+ T' ~+ Tas I am compelled to look
9 _8 H$ r$ m+ D/ U2 _before I can gather strength
$ E6 q J+ ]/ `; n5 d8 kto proceed on my journey, # u) g; }5 s0 f) i7 J
I see the milestones dwindling
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and the slow fires trailing 5 o( o: {( R6 n" s& l& w
from the abandoned camp-sites,
! D; _0 Q6 M/ ^& `% Xover which scavenger angels
4 C& i6 ^' q( o5 Ywheel on heavy wings.
6 _6 z/ J( b3 B* ?Oh, I have made myself a tribe # _7 V& h! O) q+ o& y8 Y5 J- H
out of my true affections,
1 M6 H7 y& }0 L5 g) Aand my tribe is scattered!
1 l* W T+ N5 i" q5 n. H& XHow shall the heart be reconciled * F' k6 h2 F8 l5 [3 g: u; K
to its feast of losses? . E/ K9 o T" a+ s
In a rising wind ; K& U. l' O, |
the manic dust of my friends,
, ^# C1 b# h/ k. M3 t* {those who fell along the way,
) V) D4 P0 U7 x1 {% U/ Sbitterly stings my face.
3 |5 U/ D9 ?6 @; [3 AYet I turn, I turn, 2 \" u* ]0 r2 F8 v# D/ T- q* g, _
exulting somewhat, # @% U" V, U' N0 O( a, [7 N# J% c
with my will intact to go / g8 e! Z6 C) g5 q
whereever I need to go,
$ I8 ]+ B: c0 L: ]& r8 \+ \) xand every stone on the road & _# M; T) J% I9 z/ O) E
precious to me. 0 Q/ A' R q' O4 s& j, \8 {" n7 K
In my darkest night, ; \% R1 R$ n+ }1 D
when the moon was covered + b/ [! Z, E( o9 k; ]
and I roamed through wreckage,
) J1 V- }$ w. k1 B9 Qa nimbus-clouded voice / H0 g4 k3 i8 [2 \7 K: B
directed me: 8 H: _; B* m8 ~1 ]% o: A- Q& G
"Live in the layers, ) Z( S7 d$ Q* I' n4 v
not on the litter." ( ]- j- a9 h4 U; ^
Though I lack the art
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+ h/ d( V; o9 W0 d6 uno doubt the next chapter % C' a( t, o- r' p
in my book of transformations
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I am not done with my changes.# I1 w0 M) s+ n: q2 _& e
—Stanley Kunitz- i' i! l( M( p$ k- [
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