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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
; N/ m/ e3 n! y5 t4 z7 d" 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
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$ E+ s) g: @8 Y2 N3 {& s8 b, F, c# W The layers* V* W( y- } |
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I have walked through many websites,
/ b0 l5 |% Y" ssome of them I like,
- e, j) s: y7 W7 b3 q, F' ~" ~and some of them I do not like.9 x( u( L8 {) Q# N
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe4 S4 R, J. Z* D0 v( E
out of his true affections.
, n/ b; A- u0 U7 gI go, I go1 u5 ~& l" \9 x: `% K1 W- k- E/ Y) j- g
exulting somewhat,
/ M9 @8 `/ Y) g; `4 B1 b. fwith my will intact to go1 N! `9 Y1 ?5 C W7 Z- G, P
wherever I need to go,* t7 O; O3 z2 o6 A. s
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community G7 U% |5 j" U1 e! p3 R) D
Precious to me.
4 w! L7 a4 ~3 x$ R, f/ F3 I& KIn my darkest night, 5 \: x) b: a. ^/ Y3 q5 G; A$ S) b6 W
when the moon was covered3 _! E* a* z& R( i0 W `9 s) n
and I roamed through websites,
1 L! G' f% k( E" R. qa nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
* W- p/ n7 g9 g: \$ @directed me:
o0 u, {5 @( u. {Live in the layers" q. b+ Z+ _: V5 ^; R
not on the litter.5 L( g& k1 i% D6 ^
Though I lack the art
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no doubt the next chaper
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is already written.- y6 J1 U- ^! {$ c: o5 P
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.1 G" b9 b( P" \/ U
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原文在此:7 a$ j& `- R1 ?& R; U1 o0 v& g9 U/ m" m
) B' E6 v+ c, }8 N4 m" nThe Layers
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) R% |, Z& C! o" ]# G! FI have walked through many lives, & u+ W& H) z9 A& _
some of them my own,
5 p; E; X. w: L1 Y6 E9 qand I am not who I was,
; H, H/ ~! v7 b6 ?! W; athough some principle of being : w0 G2 }& b4 [% U7 Q4 B2 N: \
abides, from which I struggle
2 \! X) i& o. V5 f' snot to stray.
X% |# d% D6 b+ \) r- jWhen I look behind, . H# U% H4 |. x5 C: \
as I am compelled to look b# e0 ~" x6 H
before I can gather strength
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I see the milestones dwindling
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and the slow fires trailing
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over which scavenger angels $ \( N( \2 L2 F6 j5 |- N. A/ [
wheel on heavy wings. " r8 U2 K) r$ N/ w/ T6 x$ ~3 {
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
9 B# M; _' d: w; i4 a1 `out of my true affections,
4 C; y, g, ? ~5 g" d6 R4 Y2 l3 }and my tribe is scattered!
2 M' Z! T% S/ {6 S. _" PHow shall the heart be reconciled - F! T# `- L5 S2 u3 z
to its feast of losses?
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the manic dust of my friends, 3 k% l( S5 T- c8 I
those who fell along the way, 3 G% t( _2 E: ]% r! g; l& m/ Y
bitterly stings my face.
8 A+ n: z9 ^. ]6 `/ lYet I turn, I turn, - \' v }( x0 }$ H+ I- J
exulting somewhat,
, n- T H# D' N) ^8 ^# |: ^with my will intact to go
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and every stone on the road # Y3 I# D. c+ C, p* B5 o
precious to me. - n0 t' M9 Q2 R0 S6 c+ j/ z. h
In my darkest night, " `7 |: N# k) O9 h0 `; g* h% B
when the moon was covered
) Z4 W g( p! s0 cand I roamed through wreckage,
! I0 e; v- @3 C( A$ ua nimbus-clouded voice 0 ^5 H' ^+ h0 o; f; I
directed me: ( @( d) ^8 i* T* X
"Live in the layers, : s' l7 X: {' @. ~, b0 U& f, E$ x
not on the litter."
: [7 b* b$ F8 p4 K4 DThough I lack the art
# ~7 |" R# c W# ] S4 g7 ~to decipher it, 1 [7 H8 J% M5 C6 g& E& w* w
no doubt the next chapter ) b7 @! x- R+ O/ q6 I# r5 Z
in my book of transformations & t3 N I: n4 E
is already written. 2 ^6 o4 O1 J5 U
I am not done with my changes.5 X" s$ I4 [9 T3 Y
—Stanley Kunitz& g) m: F, d% J) d0 P Z/ l- w# ?
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