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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。9 ^# p& |' v' j1 m0 B
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) L+ F3 P4 h3 G9 n6 T1 N
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The layers
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I have walked through many websites,
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and some of them I do not like.* K6 c' M5 a* [% c# \
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
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I go, I go
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with my will intact to go5 d) k7 Q( u# U& ? P U
wherever I need to go,% W' z3 p' W! |1 O$ z% F2 }
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
$ I' Y+ v1 b7 iPrecious to me.
j% A/ h5 U JIn my darkest night,
' C3 m L# H) h* B% w @2 Nwhen the moon was covered
& u$ W) U' F r# j3 m2 B H% ]3 Kand I roamed through websites,
( h: D/ J" }" o: w' Ga nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice + ]' a3 e, a+ E! G3 c
directed me:
2 e: z7 t0 o( CLive in the layers# P% f+ H# y+ {/ G- T2 ?
not on the litter.) y5 q6 A' B6 k! i: @1 [
Though I lack the art
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no doubt the next chaper
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is already written.
9 y# M" o8 J7 {" YI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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原文在此:
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The Layers
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I have walked through many lives, 5 s0 i8 s7 n. Q7 u
some of them my own,
4 D% C; z5 D% q9 p/ y; A2 {and I am not who I was,
/ p6 Q" o; t8 p! Sthough some principle of being
8 f( F7 x; D; U: B Pabides, from which I struggle
" o4 e4 f: s. A0 |2 u8 v+ X7 K( a. f% Mnot to stray. : x$ N0 }5 I: g, N5 V
When I look behind,
/ _" J! R, h) ` z4 jas I am compelled to look
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to proceed on my journey,
( j4 i/ _! T/ C$ c8 @6 q% D QI see the milestones dwindling
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over which scavenger angels
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+ _3 m0 B7 m s9 E( I: pOh, I have made myself a tribe 3 f5 ^9 Q5 f, n! }. q& f0 t+ l( c
out of my true affections,
9 V" w+ x- t$ ^$ G/ t' _" fand my tribe is scattered! + K* B8 R4 X' g( j
How shall the heart be reconciled 4 m2 R% t$ x7 U: G# N
to its feast of losses? 7 E! q B |( C8 N: r9 L
In a rising wind , B% W8 G8 |$ p2 F
the manic dust of my friends, + d8 e. i0 a1 U
those who fell along the way,
6 I7 f: Y% N' E5 R5 y# d$ o0 i; }bitterly stings my face.
% z8 _1 G8 a0 H: ^Yet I turn, I turn,
, ^% A) g3 G7 P7 z3 Qexulting somewhat,
! m5 E4 H/ X, ~6 U& T0 gwith my will intact to go
3 R; P- s' v% k8 Y5 }whereever I need to go,
5 W0 g: t) _ H1 ^and every stone on the road
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In my darkest night, 7 u0 V: t# h& i4 w, H6 p
when the moon was covered * }, i' d4 _+ B: E2 z
and I roamed through wreckage,
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directed me:
6 N8 P& ~# z$ i6 x8 h3 d"Live in the layers, 3 u$ U* s% I7 b8 D+ ]; F& U. w
not on the litter." ( r) L7 j- |1 y1 v1 l* {: W: g
Though I lack the art
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in my book of transformations
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I am not done with my changes.. q, W& v' I4 h# @: N1 V1 y
—Stanley Kunitz
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