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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
2 W$ ^0 y' b( d7 p+ P0 V* Q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$ ?7 U( Y: M8 f' z
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w% K# [' S. `1 z4 g# u The layers
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( @6 ]9 i9 j5 o F: ]# CI have walked through many websites,% s6 z8 S. _4 C5 a1 f. W
some of them I like,2 o [8 S7 V+ W; Z
and some of them I do not like., S( B' Z( i% c9 n: c
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe* ?8 H8 i, f+ V& O( E
out of his true affections.' F; V7 n' J) |5 {
I go, I go, _. ^$ D, B2 v1 I/ `
exulting somewhat,
* }- \) ?! {6 D! I- p5 e Pwith my will intact to go) U$ T$ y, O6 T" b* o! {) U
wherever I need to go,
! p/ E0 ~) e5 h9 A1 f: Vand every post on the Edmontonchina Community 7 X" U5 R* Z* o* f
Precious to me.1 O6 k8 x7 m S# M; e3 u. g
In my darkest night,
' L3 f8 b9 ~. P* Wwhen the moon was covered4 _. o3 W( O: B- H9 l2 S) _
and I roamed through websites,9 d$ ?, w! y% O* b7 V/ M
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice - f: j5 V& W* y o# v; d. y
directed me:
1 @' q% m! t5 C6 TLive in the layers
: Z. H+ U; d( jnot on the litter.1 K- c1 _! n0 @
Though I lack the art
+ T7 r4 ]8 T( Q0 t5 N7 ?% W1 Wto decipher it,
% S. ^6 n! {3 q$ ?! u( ^9 e/ fno doubt the next chaper
6 d; m. J6 V+ Din my book of transformations
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I love to live with Edmontonchina Community. B, A+ p+ ~0 {
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The Layers
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I have walked through many lives, . a a# l1 z& y7 B
some of them my own, 7 U7 G! Y1 {0 k5 k0 o: W1 w
and I am not who I was,
N8 y8 _# o. n* H( z3 n/ |though some principle of being " o' ]' N1 Y: J
abides, from which I struggle u! e" {7 a, e/ c4 C" ^
not to stray.
3 X/ L1 l* l" iWhen I look behind,
$ ~9 C6 z t5 v, T% A* Pas I am compelled to look : [, v2 F2 Z D5 x3 Y6 e
before I can gather strength
$ m! }4 ]( F$ x. E @to proceed on my journey,
' |$ j ^. Q5 ]! Q9 M. k; l3 BI see the milestones dwindling 8 }- f4 C& P2 |4 R* a- ]
toward the horizon
' q8 \$ D* a! D' j% A land the slow fires trailing # V1 [; q; R$ d0 Z
from the abandoned camp-sites,
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wheel on heavy wings.
5 }! _3 C V( f! `( ZOh, I have made myself a tribe
8 Y" K: y1 T- T7 F" |/ p& i1 q6 o! L' |out of my true affections,
7 e! B3 G: i% z- land my tribe is scattered! ) I3 j, T- C1 {* H
How shall the heart be reconciled ) a; B( x# ?9 ~- l E
to its feast of losses?
- N* `- Y* y8 s) @In a rising wind
: z+ E% R: V) @the manic dust of my friends, 0 p. |( N* v+ F! ^ I
those who fell along the way,
# S @+ w7 U" s( E! J6 b; nbitterly stings my face.
9 y' F& L8 u/ I, k3 B8 l$ W3 b7 ]Yet I turn, I turn, 9 x( ]. W0 ?3 X
exulting somewhat,
& \! ?$ M- |1 v" G( b* E- kwith my will intact to go
2 b8 m. S% k, ^% A) gwhereever I need to go,
' f; l4 B3 A& O# ~and every stone on the road - i# \2 v" F! o' l1 d" G' q: K. W5 c
precious to me. % I3 Q$ T2 `# v1 E0 X
In my darkest night,
& g: k7 f: v& X r' {3 Rwhen the moon was covered + j" c$ c; K- ~7 e' @; q6 U0 t
and I roamed through wreckage,
9 |3 P8 q! t* `# o( F7 p4 Ia nimbus-clouded voice ! U# J x1 M" r3 K2 X P+ G: B
directed me:
" B3 S# K0 O) o% Q8 g"Live in the layers, 6 y/ K. M/ m* T; B
not on the litter."
6 x) P) [( t% [5 GThough I lack the art 8 g6 [* ]+ k3 w( Z% _
to decipher it,
u& u( m) |+ T: Y" j% A2 ^$ l6 {no doubt the next chapter
4 X' Q4 R8 M5 W4 ~. J; w6 Rin my book of transformations 9 e4 g( s# D8 r
is already written.
1 M2 L! `( {0 H& q, G$ _; E sI am not done with my changes.( \1 T1 ~2 g! s+ h4 w$ n" K
—Stanley Kunitz
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