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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
# b' U* ~' ]+ {2 b2 H7 T1 p0 C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 Kunitz3 H- `5 X0 t' s: t# D- V
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The layers" P( W! H4 ^+ Y: }
n5 E; U) J u9 A$ i" lI have walked through many websites,
7 _* x# D6 }/ p7 X3 R- S% asome of them I like,
$ E( L, o7 h2 H: Z& | O! n$ eand some of them I do not like.
3 i& K, P7 N) w% D% y3 JOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
5 o j& |: g- oout of his true affections.3 }4 E5 s1 J+ l: d% P# A; I
I go, I go" n) ^% h" ^$ H' }; l
exulting somewhat, : R8 |. _: I& H9 f8 ]* g4 l
with my will intact to go' x R; V( ?& Y8 r) ?
wherever I need to go,: a0 y ~, Y1 S; @( m
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community . I% _1 h& O1 i. N: |# V$ i& l
Precious to me.$ q9 w6 g; Y0 S# [1 X. E# c K* E0 |5 [, r
In my darkest night, 7 L& d T7 Z3 [' r0 k5 `
when the moon was covered
: P) P3 H: b8 e' j5 E- S5 o6 I+ Uand I roamed through websites,
- {# O1 H: N$ R8 x* X1 i* |a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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Live in the layers
2 ~0 {& Y- @6 w; D- Bnot on the litter.
" E% _. A6 z0 Y- O" m/ PThough I lack the art / } ]* S' e4 L5 |' d4 Z
to decipher it,
$ Z% |. u( d& Nno doubt the next chaper
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is already written.7 c- q! `2 d2 P3 d
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.! A# p4 i% c0 Q6 f
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原文在此:4 q. i* A/ j" `: @ A0 J% U' ~8 n0 S
# g, t9 s# f) x1 L+ H& V/ ^/ wThe Layers
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I have walked through many lives, " N$ m/ _7 Q! a+ d s, ]8 L; |3 F
some of them my own,
1 G8 p( @- O1 M( n. }and I am not who I was, " g, i! J2 _) r
though some principle of being
y1 ]+ ^8 s. F: v* O. J5 c% Sabides, from which I struggle
& T$ U9 C; X$ o# N+ ^/ |not to stray.
6 |. o% k' P- u4 W" y2 n8 GWhen I look behind,
3 v' v: Q. }% `1 D4 ~$ Mas I am compelled to look + b3 S9 \& \+ Q
before I can gather strength # y/ u% a: A8 V" ]* F
to proceed on my journey,
% K/ m3 x2 L* g6 e% T: UI see the milestones dwindling ( a2 u R4 K+ {, J& p
toward the horizon
- r0 H% _1 d- f2 u7 Gand the slow fires trailing
8 p6 X1 S/ w0 F& k; {from the abandoned camp-sites,
& H0 U3 s! l0 f& Oover which scavenger angels " v/ M4 S6 D9 X7 Q
wheel on heavy wings.
, @$ c @; |7 S% g' LOh, I have made myself a tribe * @6 u' {# B' g/ |7 w* l
out of my true affections,
- y# k* j0 p7 W" ~3 |8 h/ Wand my tribe is scattered! 3 }7 Z+ T* m* A8 G
How shall the heart be reconciled
% E" u' Y# V0 [: \; f) rto its feast of losses?
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the manic dust of my friends, * z2 Y$ |5 Q% s' [
those who fell along the way,
' Z. T! Z1 c; s q& H# ibitterly stings my face. 7 L- Z! t: m" a2 Y$ S8 ^
Yet I turn, I turn, 5 t& I7 U9 O2 N, e. `6 W
exulting somewhat,
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whereever I need to go, : [. d' H$ ^. Q( ]
and every stone on the road 7 ], m4 F7 j. `
precious to me.
. `& U1 M7 @6 ?: ?4 |! Y0 GIn my darkest night,
" J! Z) @ Y. d. k% v1 ~/ b& Wwhen the moon was covered 1 M" ~1 Y* T4 b$ d+ M
and I roamed through wreckage,
2 q. N9 o# _/ b6 [: x* F0 ?; {# Q$ i* y% Ha nimbus-clouded voice ) `+ @# ]+ M9 b$ r! c2 T8 x
directed me: ; V; c. r: B1 A0 u' t9 A2 [6 @
"Live in the layers, 9 B" ?. o5 V* d
not on the litter."
, R! N& K* J7 {0 ^Though I lack the art & d, {3 S( f* o5 p$ u
to decipher it,
" H: X5 b% I6 B$ {7 Yno doubt the next chapter 0 i, _- b* n7 _% z7 G; Z) q
in my book of transformations
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9 F0 {( I3 S& F+ d3 EI am not done with my changes.
* F0 K: @! `0 c9 k—Stanley Kunitz
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