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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。' s3 [ r; H4 [- O- }
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+ I3 B4 V. ^% O; ?' M
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The layers
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I have walked through many websites,6 U3 k7 `2 Q- Z1 d2 s6 l- }, L
some of them I like,
+ |/ M- C3 D+ E8 G+ _# Z: \$ F4 Cand some of them I do not like.
/ V# v0 @; ^% n3 e6 t4 jOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
, X: v r* o! Z$ P7 M! `out of his true affections.+ r: f( ?6 ~! g" \* l& Z. z5 ^
I go, I go0 X- L- j7 z8 L$ Q
exulting somewhat, $ R# o$ Q' W2 s7 R" R, J4 x; V
with my will intact to go
' Y' C0 w0 h; g; I% v% Fwherever I need to go,5 Y, e- V. b# i" k$ M( Q( a( o' a
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
# [0 |5 ^. m1 A3 H. \# F; m% HPrecious to me.2 }& k. ?) |: u d2 N$ P4 W- B! @
In my darkest night,
C9 y8 T% l. h% F$ vwhen the moon was covered
/ g- W! g2 z: U: Wand I roamed through websites,
+ a; m, T- E5 `# E; ya nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
( x0 `# Y6 N# o/ T( Jdirected me:2 X1 C# C1 n' ~4 H; b
Live in the layers; P3 Z+ k, U) C+ {: k, h/ }2 D. t
not on the litter.
, I" f5 X1 U/ c$ D2 j2 bThough I lack the art 3 ^" E4 X8 Q0 E- J8 o4 ~) r
to decipher it,
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I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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原文在此:
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The Layers
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/ Y$ w- s; Y; D" eI have walked through many lives, ' H6 e7 G! z5 }/ `; Y( j
some of them my own,
) \9 {& P5 ? v, ` Yand I am not who I was,
& O9 W1 E5 {) G- Gthough some principle of being
2 A6 S7 n5 J8 x6 Kabides, from which I struggle
% d5 s+ R3 {3 Onot to stray.
2 p/ p6 k1 A+ H0 R& {( J2 C( |) O9 g" eWhen I look behind,
8 P2 Z8 b+ d: V U2 Kas I am compelled to look
$ n& }0 K/ j1 Xbefore I can gather strength
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I see the milestones dwindling 3 N: q- \- e" s$ ?7 ^0 e: `5 T' ? L
toward the horizon / A# o% U# _+ F+ C; Y7 T4 L
and the slow fires trailing
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over which scavenger angels ^. B' j! Q& n! a
wheel on heavy wings.
5 d' w7 t8 d& j3 h: Z# z' g+ tOh, I have made myself a tribe
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; ~$ l/ c2 n1 _2 l- V& Cand my tribe is scattered! / z& [$ g0 `2 m3 x
How shall the heart be reconciled
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In a rising wind
2 }% y; H# R5 W. D1 w. Lthe manic dust of my friends,
! k8 N5 n, v" pthose who fell along the way,
; g( p1 \; U% b/ cbitterly stings my face.
- M6 M l8 w, x$ QYet I turn, I turn, $ u W5 w; l0 S
exulting somewhat,
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whereever I need to go,
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precious to me.
- x4 U0 B9 I% yIn my darkest night,
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and I roamed through wreckage, " \! F5 V8 l: x% q! s' L
a nimbus-clouded voice 7 B' g* Z$ @/ i2 r1 y7 ~
directed me: - g/ h2 d/ F1 g- }/ D7 H! S* D
"Live in the layers,
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Though I lack the art * {9 ^! W4 E; A5 Q% n% p) d- C
to decipher it, , ~5 W& Y$ F% l% a5 _: I& W7 s
no doubt the next chapter 5 _! l' \3 }2 W' R1 [3 V" n
in my book of transformations 2 I$ a8 Y& v+ n$ s- P9 t1 |
is already written. 9 r7 V% g' V a) i
I am not done with my changes.0 f4 J+ \# ]" T
—Stanley Kunitz s" v+ L _9 Y3 M5 x7 S; j
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