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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。5 f7 y A/ r* 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
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4 B7 { i9 F0 o4 t The layers
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I have walked through many websites,3 R2 J; k3 ?; ~) }
some of them I like,
8 \$ |1 H9 V \3 ]- Qand some of them I do not like.7 Y1 ?$ q- |- p8 C" F
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe) i! C5 H/ q5 L0 h* d
out of his true affections.; g% k* r- t# c X, }0 A
I go, I go
* z4 t% |% _' R; Eexulting somewhat, / H4 N- ~; |& f3 z+ D c$ f4 b
with my will intact to go
1 X3 I) H" f* L' S2 cwherever I need to go,2 I$ @$ T: q1 U2 H( s" H
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community % ]2 x' D' R0 P3 z- ~ Y
Precious to me.$ i* n m" J6 f3 A8 G
In my darkest night,
% [# m! n7 q6 k& A$ [: Bwhen the moon was covered0 [; r$ o& F; z$ D
and I roamed through websites,
% ?+ M3 F. e; a' P" [, d5 Z5 ?- k. D1 Ea nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
, c, H1 ^4 w, B( N) r& Ddirected me:- e- L; V0 _0 b9 z6 o! t
Live in the layers: S! t+ m- q0 L8 [% d$ z
not on the litter.
1 R7 s. d, |* BThough I lack the art
& O" s9 K3 L9 A# c8 U* |* m) f: K' Rto decipher it,
: m, P- F& O1 L+ vno doubt the next chaper4 a- r4 T' c+ K; o: |6 t) S
in my book of transformations! U5 L+ _9 ]/ M2 C/ J' X. R
is already written.
" g$ O) C9 t5 ]* V( ^2 sI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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; j! ]7 T: X- q原文在此:
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The Layers
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I have walked through many lives, ; a* i0 _' m/ X( J' B8 T
some of them my own, 6 F! s! t$ M0 ~6 S2 `; |
and I am not who I was, 3 ]. J% Z8 L: d J. l; `3 e
though some principle of being
" K/ B% d! y+ n& n1 yabides, from which I struggle ( B% a# [1 D( q
not to stray. ( ~ k' g8 t5 ]1 z1 U- u* f
When I look behind,
3 n. a/ Y+ O* U5 Gas I am compelled to look 5 R) Y# `7 T4 k, [# n3 D* V! v
before I can gather strength 3 S6 `) F- E; q! I! y2 H5 I
to proceed on my journey, 6 {9 j' N8 Y' {
I see the milestones dwindling
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and the slow fires trailing ( \% j! v! B4 H' }6 d% a/ i
from the abandoned camp-sites,
9 l- B [+ `) G( ~+ H8 g9 f/ wover which scavenger angels ' p w' y; ~6 A9 M. \ o) r, w
wheel on heavy wings. 6 u" G4 o: ]7 a& C! c# c! F$ C
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
$ T: [6 y$ n$ ~out of my true affections, ' s7 b2 K6 y" W/ U, `9 U* f
and my tribe is scattered! # R8 [ @6 I7 ?6 t3 S8 S; n+ k
How shall the heart be reconciled x5 A) x& C' _0 v; ]
to its feast of losses?
) `% s) g3 \/ a* ?5 {In a rising wind / y8 E4 ~, G9 E3 s
the manic dust of my friends,
- q9 I3 Q( g. x( sthose who fell along the way,
; I+ e$ v, X# ibitterly stings my face.
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exulting somewhat,
2 k) ^$ M$ V4 b0 E2 S- ?9 awith my will intact to go , _) F0 O% ]0 ~$ I% V" P- j1 Q
whereever I need to go,
9 ~" y* `& S$ {+ [5 r; P2 n+ eand every stone on the road : J* \: z) p! V, `' ]
precious to me.
3 O5 Y- B1 j- X ^! R9 l" c1 vIn my darkest night,
6 W& B$ i v8 [when the moon was covered
@$ l7 P2 M5 z" Jand I roamed through wreckage, ( @; Q" I1 q2 |7 o' F2 j3 @6 n/ M
a nimbus-clouded voice 3 `2 |- j! O9 P4 X% v( |
directed me: & z" f& C$ C) B2 m2 ]. j3 P" g
"Live in the layers,
/ `; `4 U4 |3 p9 R$ gnot on the litter."
" s2 v& ]2 r9 ?8 pThough I lack the art
9 `& E6 o' e% Bto decipher it,
9 [% e. n- l' e4 ]no doubt the next chapter 0 k5 P' t: ]4 O2 o0 f3 s! L
in my book of transformations
/ `5 S6 M) n' Z% z) `! r$ b- kis already written.
% {9 m. z0 C# h: l/ `, ?# ]I am not done with my changes.
* N$ T x( k4 h! S) e# p—Stanley Kunitz6 w( }3 c3 F H1 r
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