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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
6 ~) d% ?& V6 Y. s. t& Y* I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" R) Q2 [* m6 L. h- K: a u
6 I: {6 x2 i3 E1 s1 AI have walked through many websites,8 s+ ~8 q3 e7 m& ~& u/ S, s2 j
some of them I like,3 n& u& F4 k4 d; t5 e: u
and some of them I do not like.* [% H% v1 Z3 y6 i! w
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
" v% N+ n2 s/ ]- s9 H B6 Kout of his true affections.
; y9 Y! Z* e& a- QI go, I go" A- X6 C! ?7 {6 d" z% r5 k
exulting somewhat, # _+ o; d* X) i+ U. \7 ^7 w
with my will intact to go- }1 G2 w7 _; s4 M' D; o
wherever I need to go,- |& D$ q1 f$ {2 p( F7 t4 h) A
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community , [- W4 H6 P, g- @
Precious to me.7 p1 h: S! e$ \4 Q
In my darkest night, 7 Q4 F# I7 d& B) X' e) w6 X
when the moon was covered5 e& k/ \6 v( d% \2 R3 l
and I roamed through websites,9 ?7 I% r; Y5 }+ ^4 t4 ]
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice ( y, P! g2 E" ?/ T2 g. e. \( |
directed me:
% F) `/ E, o6 a _: {+ h7 E5 rLive in the layers
6 I! `& c6 \- O2 R9 t, a' xnot on the litter.# x6 f( D( S6 k5 A) i( N, W
Though I lack the art ' Z. u J. u: M' I0 f
to decipher it,
3 v1 q5 R. _9 Rno doubt the next chaper
, m& o/ e0 F8 u# ^. f! I2 ~$ t( Sin my book of transformations
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I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.2 `: \" j9 d) A
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原文在此:# E7 {3 D6 b" C1 P4 m8 u" d* }
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The Layers
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I have walked through many lives,
4 B3 r: h) a1 p4 j0 j; w% ksome of them my own,
) l' a0 s$ x: Jand I am not who I was, ( s* V8 @) O8 e- C6 I( P
though some principle of being $ l( }$ T8 z0 ^( T
abides, from which I struggle . c P+ |9 \: v* K
not to stray.
3 A! e2 c) T1 C5 O- w1 s3 X; fWhen I look behind, 7 O, T1 q% t3 H: z
as I am compelled to look 7 Q, {; ?0 H) s
before I can gather strength
( s( Q* j* T6 ~1 q7 Zto proceed on my journey,
: p. |9 }6 @0 i& ~' aI see the milestones dwindling
. O$ K: J6 i+ t- c3 @( Ltoward the horizon
2 c a0 u1 r6 r0 M: m8 l' P! t: y. Vand the slow fires trailing
* \6 z3 R3 }. s2 {/ g1 vfrom the abandoned camp-sites,
1 G& i4 g5 s8 T0 n8 v, u% ]over which scavenger angels
5 i- E" x) u7 ewheel on heavy wings.
( f$ g3 X: R# g3 W3 ]% Y/ WOh, I have made myself a tribe
2 ?2 s! d5 A' p) \! ?out of my true affections, 4 c! i/ {* z! w3 w' f
and my tribe is scattered!
9 X9 @# a# `7 HHow shall the heart be reconciled
3 q4 I/ c4 ~+ m2 K7 u; h: [; Vto its feast of losses?
; q3 |1 U2 c% @3 t& SIn a rising wind
1 t! C7 f4 `# P; a, bthe manic dust of my friends, 8 l ]- ?% {# t+ @( c
those who fell along the way,
* h; ]+ _7 f( Z+ Z2 lbitterly stings my face. " \1 @8 S+ `$ X+ m1 V8 Z0 |$ s
Yet I turn, I turn, 4 y( ^ D2 R8 T3 }; R
exulting somewhat,
" C5 k( Q( Q0 N9 Ewith my will intact to go
0 |& H+ Y, @9 r- }: m9 x& j6 p, L' Ywhereever I need to go, * `; |) ~& i* {6 n2 E& ]* B
and every stone on the road : w7 J# _7 x+ j1 v% P$ @
precious to me. 9 S0 F& l2 m3 u% h; Z2 r
In my darkest night, 8 n4 ]4 ]6 l" i$ W- E/ t
when the moon was covered
- e$ g1 N9 j3 X4 kand I roamed through wreckage, ' A% f6 c% t" | f. L$ U
a nimbus-clouded voice 6 Q0 v: M1 S) I
directed me:
/ [5 }7 F N1 L! `" r# k"Live in the layers, + l* n5 m1 x6 p# J
not on the litter."
% _( h. F/ U- `# [/ h' y9 pThough I lack the art
7 F4 f. z, b: c8 t" S7 Pto decipher it,
- m8 U" Y" q; q- W' |, Uno doubt the next chapter 9 }2 y: V4 q8 `& X% W; q) _: e
in my book of transformations
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I am not done with my changes.
2 u+ {, z$ B* N" U+ l6 A; A1 G" I—Stanley Kunitz
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