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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 \; e7 u4 E" ] A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
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$ F6 M: f9 s( OI have walked through many websites,
1 y$ P1 _" e8 O- |; \$ w8 q+ V8 p' R5 Gsome of them I like,
; ?2 H: p( J) Y5 _and some of them I do not like.
6 ~: i6 B, \5 H3 a5 r. Z7 vOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
/ r1 @/ g* c/ ^out of his true affections.
$ E8 C6 g" n D! P; [3 L& Q+ uI go, I go
! R3 U: {" f+ d8 {% F8 g3 ?- e& `! j% nexulting somewhat, + V$ Y0 _" m5 b8 Q6 ]3 s4 l
with my will intact to go
9 A8 r& |: ~7 d& }) r7 ~& [2 hwherever I need to go,1 f( m1 L6 n7 b. U1 O+ w9 L3 P: i& Z
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community " `6 j& ^2 O$ {9 y4 b6 b& B/ M
Precious to me.6 F1 c# Y) r" ?, T2 c
In my darkest night, $ A8 g4 p6 A" K( r# ^
when the moon was covered5 J' P }/ S0 ]$ F# @2 ^
and I roamed through websites, }$ X! A. q& X
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice . Y6 {* a! x0 ^. c! m" S5 A
directed me:
5 ] Q# q) @3 f b( y+ g4 rLive in the layers
" O$ a! z* M1 h5 M& g: Mnot on the litter.) p) B' \" I, o
Though I lack the art
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no doubt the next chaper$ g3 ]" f, ~8 s3 S- v2 u( L4 T7 q* B
in my book of transformations
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I love to live with Edmontonchina Community., {& }. M& T. r3 M
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原文在此: E* N. Z! ^5 t; |2 m$ \' @
# N2 K) b) }3 l$ M) Y9 u& t; w8 {7 ~The Layers5 A3 l. d! C# o
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I have walked through many lives, 3 \) y8 a5 A, E' [% E. n+ L
some of them my own, $ S0 [+ N' {- p0 R( Q7 Q: B4 w
and I am not who I was,
7 G- c' z7 Q3 V$ K& Tthough some principle of being 7 Y5 A4 U. i5 g
abides, from which I struggle
/ w& w/ G" O% q# Gnot to stray.
6 y) w- B+ G9 e& kWhen I look behind, / x0 |( M" X3 D2 K# I
as I am compelled to look
% C4 |6 h; ~/ q9 E- |1 H5 ]before I can gather strength 3 a# @5 E3 t, g `) Q* U
to proceed on my journey, 2 f9 C* u5 R1 U5 z$ d: d; w V
I see the milestones dwindling
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and the slow fires trailing
& z* u! W L! ?. f8 @' Q; ]from the abandoned camp-sites,
$ F( P& Q7 [; V$ v6 F1 f: W; ]over which scavenger angels 3 E K& C6 U% k7 v: T
wheel on heavy wings. / M$ R0 U% p+ R7 g
Oh, I have made myself a tribe 8 w# E; S E9 J/ K8 H; z
out of my true affections,
9 {' t4 w# H2 k* _and my tribe is scattered!
' M3 D5 L3 f: O# Q! M" nHow shall the heart be reconciled
4 Y0 P' {3 A: y# kto its feast of losses?
* s2 l1 R! z0 L4 x! j2 eIn a rising wind
9 Q! u( s' U" G9 o+ }8 ~; jthe manic dust of my friends, + P, S. M5 ]! w, O+ z( f7 F! k7 T
those who fell along the way,
+ i- W; j% {* {$ d; J' k4 ], M% x# h5 ebitterly stings my face. : d2 x* z3 p3 h7 |0 T2 O0 Q2 O
Yet I turn, I turn, ) G7 V# [: U! \. S: @! [$ c! V
exulting somewhat,
! |1 d1 d R5 U1 ?# ~% awith my will intact to go * p6 S! B* y: u+ k2 L
whereever I need to go, : U0 }% z% D- O# Z* o4 U1 I
and every stone on the road $ o3 t% q; F y; U; z5 H7 [: ?# ?
precious to me. % v) r q% }, \& ~
In my darkest night, . E% I" Q4 x- D1 w+ A% X
when the moon was covered : b4 W9 F2 {, M, R7 n7 b
and I roamed through wreckage, ' y2 A1 D% K: o) N( B" E, \( e
a nimbus-clouded voice
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"Live in the layers, 2 C) d7 }" H; F$ g
not on the litter."
`% v: `0 [, g% @9 oThough I lack the art & P0 x0 C c4 r' y% m
to decipher it,
1 L0 x+ I5 K% Uno doubt the next chapter
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is already written.
- r9 \) G! y; L ^" c x( R% Y) KI am not done with my changes. R* e- J# n8 r
—Stanley Kunitz) ]+ a& Q& C, T7 a" K' I
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