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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
: x/ r& w( l0 t2 i4 F q) L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 layers1 Q) ^9 l) T7 A$ ]3 W
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I have walked through many websites,* \* Y4 E$ N+ _1 m' {+ W6 o
some of them I like,
* u/ E# `5 `2 fand some of them I do not like.
, r3 X3 n$ Q: s( ]Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
7 z4 A( w8 ^2 q9 v* ~1 A4 x2 bout of his true affections.& b8 g Q1 n4 g
I go, I go
) }6 D# e* T/ B- m$ `( eexulting somewhat,
3 |, M3 [. I/ k! Uwith my will intact to go1 I$ z5 m0 K3 `+ T+ e! f
wherever I need to go,
6 |/ M' k! b6 \, Vand every post on the Edmontonchina Community - ^% z. A3 q6 A% I
Precious to me.# B1 n7 E8 j6 T J5 D8 |$ Z
In my darkest night, , ]' F0 ~ ~& y# Q y
when the moon was covered* F0 m9 t1 q2 T5 M! g1 }- \% d( U
and I roamed through websites,
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directed me:2 @+ {7 Y: k$ q, W: D* D$ w- |) Y
Live in the layers/ \$ E2 a9 ]/ w0 x' [7 l7 g
not on the litter." s6 G9 w" l3 A+ `' N
Though I lack the art . L7 B( G; x7 }) x6 |
to decipher it,6 o) R k! D1 ]! W8 d* P, q
no doubt the next chaper- q/ a/ B, i/ R* x
in my book of transformations, i) g3 b8 Q1 U* A
is already written.
}% x4 N X* _I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.! g+ m) L8 W( A
: o: ^* s) B$ `/ a% E原文在此:
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+ P2 \4 [1 q- a, E& ]6 eThe Layers' z) P( v o1 R
4 |* z, A2 V7 K2 B6 ?2 RI have walked through many lives, ' J+ x1 n" |5 @
some of them my own,
0 L5 W! x+ B( Zand I am not who I was,
1 ~+ A) K; K) h1 l( z: Zthough some principle of being & a& |6 P6 X' R
abides, from which I struggle l$ H: @' p" }& J; z, {
not to stray.
4 n: T4 c! m/ m% `& N+ BWhen I look behind, ' W& S6 F9 T B# B% e0 _4 J" n
as I am compelled to look
" a8 H2 m; y1 O6 r5 U8 Wbefore I can gather strength / i4 t2 B# E+ v4 I1 V9 V
to proceed on my journey,
" Z4 A+ T; G& ]3 LI see the milestones dwindling
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and the slow fires trailing $ `& V+ s) {: _8 k, y
from the abandoned camp-sites,
3 z# r( u; o* Y/ X# F6 x3 Oover which scavenger angels ' C9 n4 f& ~ ~0 K% ~1 q& o
wheel on heavy wings. ( T* M& w: N% R+ g% I. m
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
+ \9 j3 ?, i7 o; T2 a1 h& dout of my true affections,
6 w* T i4 h! H# j$ u8 p- h4 D: band my tribe is scattered! & N; a6 U1 M* T T4 b# I9 \0 q
How shall the heart be reconciled 6 E X" {( l* o/ D/ z2 m
to its feast of losses?
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the manic dust of my friends,
9 f. V e+ Y* bthose who fell along the way, 2 H( J# E" {' E! C# l B
bitterly stings my face.
. \% x! ^- V( l7 S' C" gYet I turn, I turn,
6 @3 Z- K8 L8 S( d4 b8 @+ ]exulting somewhat,
+ r) v$ v- g2 w0 h: s7 cwith my will intact to go 0 e2 n0 M U9 o3 Y5 x) G0 x( P7 {
whereever I need to go,
- Q0 ]6 g9 e+ Band every stone on the road ( V" \5 @% L4 {7 z& r+ p) S3 F
precious to me. - D4 s, J; X# Y( {# \5 E4 |
In my darkest night,
9 k( U1 K) b' @; ^when the moon was covered
& y+ T: v7 I/ `$ h# qand I roamed through wreckage,
9 T% }& {# _3 I0 }9 X( Sa nimbus-clouded voice
/ i% d2 K; q1 _( Gdirected me: 7 U6 o7 x: ?% g& |- u2 p+ s! U1 n
"Live in the layers,
& P$ x* n4 n# h5 ]1 y* Znot on the litter."
# ?1 M+ O4 q7 K+ }8 [Though I lack the art
" R. A6 f# w: e" Oto decipher it,
5 p, L2 z/ S# A* g) `no doubt the next chapter
]) U' k& R+ |2 rin my book of transformations
) w$ @& o+ t( h. Y" d! iis already written. $ i5 F" ?4 S; O4 }# [. x7 |9 [
I am not done with my changes.' i5 z7 x! L# ^
—Stanley Kunitz+ |2 D0 C) u1 \2 K4 Y# T1 _7 H
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