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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
' `) t- g$ W0 y* c$ J' W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& M# [! Z8 @" q4 l: f
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I have walked through many websites,# Y3 p0 ~5 |- t3 b1 n
some of them I like,
0 i7 T* M C8 V$ o; aand some of them I do not like.
( H$ A) n9 V* x9 m/ ]* U8 DOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe! s) R) I4 ?. q9 K+ c" x
out of his true affections.9 B) ]9 w3 ~# F: x- C3 @! k
I go, I go
. F; m$ n6 o$ B6 a7 f2 B3 Cexulting somewhat,
8 G9 J4 Y0 h6 v. l: Ewith my will intact to go
$ t H% B' U' q ] T9 qwherever I need to go,) l9 W; j3 p& L4 H2 g& n! z; [4 Q
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
h$ Z& x2 m" j9 c! KPrecious to me.7 V q" @8 H( ^. K4 a
In my darkest night,
* Y% o& D, h, uwhen the moon was covered
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a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice 9 a( H# F5 U, q
directed me:" ]% ]7 q ?2 @0 S) b+ Y
Live in the layers
+ J U( l& Q5 p' `1 w2 u0 Nnot on the litter.
9 m2 r$ A3 _- v7 e/ aThough I lack the art c6 h1 D" A$ P7 y
to decipher it,5 k8 Z2 u4 B" V, A! f# W9 E
no doubt the next chaper
8 J" x4 C: \+ I2 H' ~0 K& jin my book of transformations3 h: G* ^, r8 M7 I! Z2 f* Q
is already written.
) ~$ t1 G4 B3 DI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.7 w! L! [8 y3 S& J" O- m) y
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, O+ m; T6 M5 OThe Layers
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I have walked through many lives, 3 G/ L! Y! R% }" g' n7 a
some of them my own,
( r$ c+ z. P; j$ r% H! Z' Fand I am not who I was,
& F5 k7 b# ^5 w4 ]though some principle of being - M2 Y/ y1 b* {% q/ n4 h3 V
abides, from which I struggle + F4 p Y, b5 `3 E" z8 c. h& ~4 a
not to stray.
0 c% X g. h& j, |2 E$ lWhen I look behind,
t, P& P" M) O; T* B, C Q$ mas I am compelled to look
- g' ~7 b u0 @7 Kbefore I can gather strength & U& @4 D2 X5 k( a, P! F
to proceed on my journey,
$ s# f# i+ Z: |8 {0 zI see the milestones dwindling
6 }0 k; O6 G1 @4 N# S8 g2 N4 xtoward the horizon
* J& ~; T' {- @2 d9 t4 S1 d9 @: Fand the slow fires trailing
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over which scavenger angels
7 c5 k% U0 N/ P1 j, V9 {: Cwheel on heavy wings. 2 ~& W$ ~1 H3 o/ d+ F! j
Oh, I have made myself a tribe / N% {3 d& F+ _' N$ P2 G2 q3 U$ z
out of my true affections, * \: `% D+ q2 b. a% [
and my tribe is scattered!
) c& ^- \" Y: _4 X' _& FHow shall the heart be reconciled % h/ b# _, l$ l0 R* ~5 X
to its feast of losses?
0 ]1 U: N3 G, `$ E, u* Q$ KIn a rising wind 8 t6 T. r8 s9 ?; c; l& z7 _: B
the manic dust of my friends,
# a: v' X. d) C, y' N) ~those who fell along the way, 7 o6 n/ T/ b1 U8 i3 H
bitterly stings my face.
, M" i+ R1 X5 t- n# W$ ZYet I turn, I turn,
( u9 a1 J! W1 {: C" m/ dexulting somewhat,
; i { m/ j J# u7 Ywith my will intact to go
9 S, W5 v4 G; ?- L# l/ `9 q+ xwhereever I need to go,
7 D$ n0 y; n# N4 w5 x- Zand every stone on the road ! f0 Q* I5 f; S& D1 P6 s, N/ V
precious to me.
/ @( [5 G% E% i3 qIn my darkest night,
% [; D- t0 F* z3 p: H9 [when the moon was covered ) y7 }) C d1 L, O# c+ k4 n9 U; l
and I roamed through wreckage, , Z. i0 r2 Z) t$ S& M* l3 Y6 K0 @
a nimbus-clouded voice
- m4 Y$ ]+ Y, ]0 }8 b2 C- mdirected me:
* O+ O. x+ Y3 g"Live in the layers,
0 v7 y( l% w7 y+ ]0 N; W" Jnot on the litter." " k1 r }4 w4 s9 n3 T t/ f
Though I lack the art
3 ^4 s* E9 m, b4 rto decipher it,
* w, d3 U0 ?2 D! q% \. ~$ a; N1 J9 vno doubt the next chapter
2 |" j" w$ Z8 o: e6 k5 I3 U9 nin my book of transformations & J& }% u* a# R3 ]
is already written.
- s Y( _* F5 x7 [2 P1 N' x" GI am not done with my changes., w' d" V2 Z% y' @: y8 J9 x& R
—Stanley Kunitz
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