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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
4 r9 l7 a; m2 Z g' ~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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9 _8 U& ]( t" n6 S4 k0 sI have walked through many websites,
& s: v) K# |: Q1 vsome of them I like,1 o! a0 c) r% k
and some of them I do not like., R5 K3 N! x, e! K. F6 `
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
3 D; P% L- ^' g- j& _6 hout of his true affections.6 H7 a$ _4 Z2 s$ j c4 d
I go, I go4 u! D* o$ R; F9 m
exulting somewhat,
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wherever I need to go,
c) p8 N3 \3 B7 X: zand every post on the Edmontonchina Community - q4 o4 N! v9 J& _1 ]+ l
Precious to me.0 o3 d& K/ |" w4 Z
In my darkest night, ( \. s2 E5 g& k
when the moon was covered
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a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice 0 J& ^! s/ x3 V3 K Z
directed me:/ W2 e( x+ e E7 U9 l
Live in the layers
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Though I lack the art " E) h+ x1 @# e
to decipher it,
$ B. g8 W4 N: d. Gno doubt the next chaper/ [3 ]8 d: a. v6 z6 J& E/ r
in my book of transformations" \! [& d% W/ }# D9 }
is already written.
0 g/ ~3 [! n# g% E* Q M8 e JI love to live with Edmontonchina Community. q# A4 r4 c) Q) A5 g- Y) X! k. P! a
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The Layers: |+ b+ }/ Z9 H
# Q: I; n5 l* g2 kI have walked through many lives, - |- s% }/ U, [) y, K8 I P
some of them my own,
: i/ _$ B' u+ G1 ~9 r9 {+ |and I am not who I was, - d% s c9 y. J6 a# i) K- b3 F
though some principle of being 0 }( U9 m$ {; q7 u5 C( [7 J7 d3 a
abides, from which I struggle * ~/ ?, b1 D6 [; J7 x/ |
not to stray.
5 w; x2 z5 C9 ^) XWhen I look behind,
) X$ h# y+ f8 e1 W. _% Tas I am compelled to look
4 w1 F1 s8 u5 S3 P% t' a0 zbefore I can gather strength 1 E3 K0 C$ `/ b* {4 I$ o
to proceed on my journey, 0 F7 q9 w1 `5 v2 P8 ^ Y! R3 Q8 A0 k0 P
I see the milestones dwindling
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from the abandoned camp-sites,
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wheel on heavy wings. 2 b+ w6 O& z" R6 b- j
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
4 e0 W& }: k" F- |$ ]7 ?out of my true affections, 7 }- s4 H( @ n2 H7 p' d
and my tribe is scattered! 2 i1 e* x! n7 D7 x2 A, p5 F% W
How shall the heart be reconciled
0 @, ^5 f! m, |to its feast of losses?
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the manic dust of my friends,
, `3 a, ]1 ?. F. E5 Nthose who fell along the way,
! ]3 P7 Y% [7 ?) [2 bbitterly stings my face.
* Z8 _ w0 x6 f, h, n4 iYet I turn, I turn,
! j! u7 K+ y ? cexulting somewhat,
: n6 C7 Y. o3 f6 _* z# Xwith my will intact to go
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and every stone on the road
6 ?, _- R/ N! A- f6 Qprecious to me.
! _8 r# p- Y& h* ~In my darkest night, ( A9 |9 x, [; ]% R# r/ ?
when the moon was covered
5 s( Y! U" V# t* D% Aand I roamed through wreckage,
9 x" U7 ]; `% Xa nimbus-clouded voice
: c' Z" G% D' G; l$ Y( X; ydirected me: - M. y, p, m, J
"Live in the layers,
4 J# Q4 P$ s, W+ C+ J/ w' Z' fnot on the litter."
2 \: [3 Q' q7 G9 Y) AThough I lack the art 3 ^" z1 v) C. x$ h3 U6 u V
to decipher it,
( w4 C/ C# y! m, f" n, t# d1 ino doubt the next chapter * @% d3 \ k9 o9 P+ q# S8 t. r
in my book of transformations
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I am not done with my changes.6 w0 O# U1 i2 d2 y
—Stanley Kunitz
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