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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。7 j$ U5 \9 `( y( I" s/ h
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* S; }* l! S: w, N! [" e
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The layers
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: h4 Z2 b0 X) ZI have walked through many websites,
% m3 ^, m/ Q& N0 [some of them I like,
3 w1 _4 H) {& z8 |" jand some of them I do not like.& z" D: U. Y9 H6 y
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
@* L6 p e( h5 ?% N+ s& v N# J! Cout of his true affections.
~9 T# y. @1 d0 X7 OI go, I go
! W/ E+ T- G6 P7 t# p# m" _* texulting somewhat, 5 e# x' y) @8 a& @
with my will intact to go( n+ u7 p, i) @0 }( G, F t& h
wherever I need to go,
1 W- Z+ x9 x2 Z' B7 R$ Nand every post on the Edmontonchina Community ; Y% J* M& I- I/ Z% l J( y t
Precious to me.8 V( U0 l6 U% v: |+ ~# E
In my darkest night,
# J. `+ D3 X2 T. o, awhen the moon was covered
4 L; q( ?- ?" m! eand I roamed through websites,
5 ^8 Z4 l: D8 v0 y" i4 E5 la nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice - J! ?; y9 ?0 U1 [; |) ?" E
directed me:
8 T6 G3 s6 M/ C W" cLive in the layers2 Q" G. M A* X
not on the litter.8 G, V4 _) G, X% a& e& M9 n8 ~- o
Though I lack the art
* C0 ], V0 r# q3 ito decipher it,
* w/ d( {4 S" u% \* Bno doubt the next chaper6 }+ `0 T3 g0 f( |( B3 O$ u
in my book of transformations
3 |$ i4 L0 @" A, xis already written.
% Y, r, T0 n! N2 X9 }I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.8 A0 n& r4 P5 N- h& n
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原文在此:
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The Layers
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I have walked through many lives, - j9 w2 j9 V0 J
some of them my own, / J; h: j6 s$ A T1 y
and I am not who I was,
3 {9 [4 T5 V' Xthough some principle of being ! ~: X' ~% Q4 W [
abides, from which I struggle / E' I8 L% K- b: M
not to stray.
. @) L7 y, n1 R4 h& z+ ^7 m. R) W$ mWhen I look behind,
8 O3 N& z% F) l8 u' g$ zas I am compelled to look
% k/ s# u9 m6 c& p) ^before I can gather strength
( W' b& s( a, r4 bto proceed on my journey, ' I. G4 n0 m4 M' \
I see the milestones dwindling " b, @; U; R' H" d( `% M5 C
toward the horizon 9 z ]1 A; r9 A% v: \) B. [# O1 Q! f
and the slow fires trailing
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over which scavenger angels
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Oh, I have made myself a tribe / a+ z( \5 x, T, \4 ^ U
out of my true affections, & _9 n- X$ C% M+ A5 g
and my tribe is scattered!
: p% [( B9 z2 c) l2 d2 ^How shall the heart be reconciled / s: |* D2 ^& ?& y, J8 b
to its feast of losses?
7 J& e7 w, ^ k5 w' wIn a rising wind A: C9 m3 D$ C' ^: I% \" J4 a
the manic dust of my friends,
' j& p8 s) {8 N, [8 J0 Zthose who fell along the way, " N0 ? Z6 |5 p' V
bitterly stings my face.
* b; s3 ?4 X1 ? q: c4 N5 _6 [) eYet I turn, I turn,
# w/ Z# k4 V) y' J& W8 [exulting somewhat, / v7 B0 v, z* E$ {( Y" {
with my will intact to go , Z v3 J! A# J- h' w) e# l! @
whereever I need to go,
5 _1 P o8 D* D. fand every stone on the road
4 U# P7 [% r7 z/ C6 xprecious to me.
% V$ [8 _: i' F# fIn my darkest night, . x( L) o) L6 B
when the moon was covered
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a nimbus-clouded voice % l: z, V, v/ I8 t2 J! e
directed me: 4 g y, a" N6 ]8 n3 `# \
"Live in the layers, & }* s; P& c) D
not on the litter." 2 J: T3 h& Y L& j% |* D
Though I lack the art
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no doubt the next chapter - b% j0 |( C/ u# Q
in my book of transformations
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' l7 f4 [$ {( L) ~: d6 c4 d! XI am not done with my changes.
# C& u" t' W$ [5 P/ t* d; S—Stanley Kunitz+ c/ M& w' S* p+ Q
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