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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。+ P- b3 ~/ T6 ]6 A. k
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 Kunitz9 O& X: Z6 t; d; p# c# b' Z" R
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The layers
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I have walked through many websites,; L' X$ V, N; h, p, H
some of them I like,( X% N- |( T& S& D5 K; y
and some of them I do not like., l! Z% t T- }
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe$ u! E! U; g6 ^- Q g- f# ]
out of his true affections.9 s, A: w4 H- U8 P$ U
I go, I go
9 \( K5 ], C# L& O. Rexulting somewhat, ) j1 ], Q) v" q5 r
with my will intact to go
1 e# b) \/ B" s5 e* G6 J( mwherever I need to go,5 E; D) X, `" G6 J& N
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
* Y5 U( z0 C; Q& T2 {8 L% jPrecious to me.
4 C, x% {, w0 j! c* x7 l1 ~: b7 i& ZIn my darkest night, 7 ]& m2 j' t0 c) y
when the moon was covered8 q: z8 ~' j) G0 I W: Y6 E* c
and I roamed through websites,+ l+ K- t9 U/ F% a$ y* u
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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: k4 W+ @) P8 a6 _6 BLive in the layers
# H, X3 R$ k( ?not on the litter.7 z. S8 o* H& g) @8 d
Though I lack the art
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# j7 K9 H- k$ z" u$ pno doubt the next chaper" w# @% ?& K& |
in my book of transformations. v4 w9 a) X( A' }
is already written. L1 o- o W; q) [- Z* m
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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原文在此:+ j$ A: a9 _1 Z" T2 D' d
/ K3 a( E$ X* L# l! P: g, n& E: zThe Layers4 l6 b3 W k. }% k
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I have walked through many lives, 4 n5 P# \- t2 r
some of them my own,
( N9 o6 t7 V1 j H; z+ u; Iand I am not who I was,
' G* b: M* O1 q7 M7 T4 N& {3 sthough some principle of being
. n# z4 j' f8 [, W* E: j Qabides, from which I struggle ) Q3 e$ d0 Y9 ~) C* y/ E" K
not to stray. 5 \" L3 q( W2 ^5 U; W- p1 f
When I look behind,
$ _: I' M. } L8 ~* A* ~; q! gas I am compelled to look
; y, w2 K6 {9 j2 d& S8 Abefore I can gather strength 5 g! O- q3 r( Y& P& ?
to proceed on my journey, 8 N, ]# o& D1 N4 o
I see the milestones dwindling 6 g6 B$ G6 `2 M& T y3 B
toward the horizon # ^' T' _1 v' f0 }
and the slow fires trailing 3 x: u$ N& X. V+ A2 K. z" B( q8 y3 ^
from the abandoned camp-sites, ' E! Q/ q; `0 D) ~& g7 _3 o
over which scavenger angels
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Oh, I have made myself a tribe
9 M; k9 o6 ]+ I3 b1 [out of my true affections,
H8 \% Z" `! @3 c: t* u/ Qand my tribe is scattered! : M6 U8 u0 y! b; c
How shall the heart be reconciled : r) q" o. v% [2 D3 ^: ]/ ~0 R1 x
to its feast of losses?
. z8 y' _/ E' \- j1 HIn a rising wind
: O& h0 G( A# T6 k& [- n( xthe manic dust of my friends,
" h: t+ f- o% k4 A7 T' I. e+ Qthose who fell along the way, % _3 t' y: y* ~/ X/ S/ m- u
bitterly stings my face. # j8 t- C6 L0 X. K0 S
Yet I turn, I turn, ! y* c# n, o: V
exulting somewhat, ! ~8 [! t0 Z4 ~+ p6 j2 o$ h. r
with my will intact to go
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and every stone on the road ' D5 f0 W* B3 w7 R
precious to me.
" A$ Y" w2 ?2 Q- | bIn my darkest night,
. y: _9 L/ W4 ], Z; [! Y! Dwhen the moon was covered * ?4 K1 z5 i1 t( u
and I roamed through wreckage, 3 V4 I7 U/ z0 }* A/ H2 Y7 D/ _ o
a nimbus-clouded voice
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"Live in the layers,
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Though I lack the art
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no doubt the next chapter 1 E+ K7 n' M+ s/ F. i& p& k
in my book of transformations " C+ X# B6 U3 N: j
is already written. 7 P# s. ]/ v* u; i: h; `
I am not done with my changes.
4 R/ D+ B% \. B: n7 s; }' l—Stanley Kunitz
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