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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
; y* I$ ]3 ^2 f) 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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7 w! ]& u& i' s; b; o6 Y4 e* s The layers6 Q9 D! \7 S9 a C2 d, y0 D
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I have walked through many websites,% p( t9 V1 D, O* L
some of them I like,' L/ H8 F0 Y( p. \
and some of them I do not like.
! ?% u) M* n' X& L. {' hOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
/ J( P# ~* ^0 q5 X$ ?out of his true affections.; C- b6 S+ s$ v* i
I go, I go
" H o- f4 b2 cexulting somewhat,
( V$ t* A# V- Z& Lwith my will intact to go. E( J! w. U- ^. s
wherever I need to go,' L/ a& }: S" w6 J+ k1 v6 k7 D
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community * S5 I, o, Z2 V+ k5 }" t5 ]8 S
Precious to me.; X! S5 g6 T% l
In my darkest night,
|4 Y# n- b4 T/ ]7 Xwhen the moon was covered7 j' z3 c. A3 P, g' d
and I roamed through websites,: N8 {1 e9 k4 ]* j' h9 D; K! v6 Z
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice 3 f" f5 [8 T0 o$ T6 D7 T( |. f
directed me:
, K4 J% W! ?7 b8 b3 ILive in the layers1 q* [9 g Q; O6 o
not on the litter.: k. c- f+ G4 _; O9 [$ Q! p R
Though I lack the art
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no doubt the next chaper* _) X# {1 T1 S. V' P" s
in my book of transformations
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I love to live with Edmontonchina Community., H* X8 x& Z* j9 L- b* O0 @ h) O
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原文在此:
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The Layers
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I have walked through many lives, 9 U% p! ]% A8 A" U
some of them my own, 6 V; Q J: K; o0 J
and I am not who I was,
: c5 s4 K2 b* |$ m+ I: @though some principle of being
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not to stray. + a# R. D0 D: @1 |( C
When I look behind, " K% L ]3 x3 h7 d+ O
as I am compelled to look & _* N9 T! ~+ u
before I can gather strength ! I2 t; m z3 D
to proceed on my journey, $ F1 K p8 G- V; j
I see the milestones dwindling - ?3 R4 Y+ {/ T, B
toward the horizon ' G+ Y& Z5 r! ?8 w% O) M
and the slow fires trailing ( D) o; P# J2 V0 \4 q& {
from the abandoned camp-sites, 7 J) \! ~! I! T6 T0 p5 l: `# U
over which scavenger angels & s1 B! i5 ^; ]- B* m
wheel on heavy wings.
# I/ Y0 g" s7 O [: _+ sOh, I have made myself a tribe 8 l/ ?# p: m$ U7 d( u9 m
out of my true affections,
& \5 R; o) J5 b2 e+ s& [and my tribe is scattered! ) Z" i3 l. D$ v* J4 @% l! Q( ?
How shall the heart be reconciled
5 b/ |9 B$ ?/ vto its feast of losses?
1 ~$ X" G @0 u! S$ e' i% K' EIn a rising wind
4 Y+ k! M5 M5 |2 sthe manic dust of my friends, 9 p9 y, ?) f3 k* l7 o: V3 z0 J
those who fell along the way, 6 Y. e; u! q! F; {3 b3 _+ i( v
bitterly stings my face.
; F7 Q" B8 U& a; T% w$ u) |* x9 xYet I turn, I turn,
+ J* |8 B- w- g7 Z* |& P+ P% H- Aexulting somewhat, / b, t8 S. { u8 D% ~( I! x
with my will intact to go 4 Z4 ]8 a2 u2 M6 ~
whereever I need to go,
) x1 X t9 Y& p7 T* m6 Mand every stone on the road + }0 i( o6 P( k
precious to me. , x' N, N# l9 a! \1 m
In my darkest night, / G: K+ D3 n7 y" g3 t
when the moon was covered
3 e+ f: B# l9 {# E" V) {and I roamed through wreckage, , L2 N7 y$ L) ?& Z" c" Z. H
a nimbus-clouded voice
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"Live in the layers, ' I# t% y9 h" P: P) b
not on the litter."
, C& s7 {: B1 Y! ^% w: e VThough I lack the art
1 o# g7 |2 y- I2 Jto decipher it,
: C8 v9 c% f9 R& O- u0 a: p; t `no doubt the next chapter
1 W$ {9 z1 T9 Z' u' ein my book of transformations
: H! v( @4 j7 E g" f; e# nis already written.
, ~( i: _, {2 R4 K$ k/ R/ DI am not done with my changes.
$ T1 R+ t& g" a _" H—Stanley Kunitz3 s1 D- e, h4 V. f
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