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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。- Z- Q( k2 z) v% j
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 layers0 c9 F m' V! @! ?. q
6 G$ w5 c" G: y' n* @I have walked through many websites,& ]2 n* [& A% f4 H9 r. l6 `6 P
some of them I like,
2 \# s% Z) N3 R" P2 d) \and some of them I do not like.
- s/ U5 i" u4 O) FOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
/ l6 S+ S- X. Pout of his true affections.5 i) A. A. y+ E3 i/ Y. C* j
I go, I go/ L( M3 R) h# [) |7 M+ U
exulting somewhat,
( p0 r8 j6 U: B& n0 P1 s8 ewith my will intact to go
/ ^0 L' Q3 y( h& J% J; ]8 uwherever I need to go,
. j7 l: E) b; l4 N" w2 ?# mand every post on the Edmontonchina Community - p0 o' b( t5 c" b
Precious to me.
# G3 K+ i7 A2 _% r4 `4 {In my darkest night,
+ V- h9 _3 h; p0 U) w0 w4 fwhen the moon was covered8 D0 [9 | x$ K; w/ |+ A& f7 z
and I roamed through websites,4 ?( F' v( l# S( H# w; D! M
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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Live in the layers+ @0 n8 _0 \! T9 V% r2 e% l1 Y
not on the litter.
# f2 T' p) I$ u* f! CThough I lack the art
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no doubt the next chaper
7 a( ^2 O; V. u/ B+ q1 kin my book of transformations
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+ }% P% t1 ]- B* X6 k/ ~I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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原文在此:
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5 ]5 g4 p! r# u5 u) k( lThe Layers: a9 X) g1 O( M6 o
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I have walked through many lives, # A. @) P& a$ H+ I, W& y9 U
some of them my own,
7 ^6 I7 M# a7 |% N6 f2 R& G, Hand I am not who I was, - W! R" `! h, V" y7 B) y: U
though some principle of being
& p+ `7 T1 R1 H$ B3 aabides, from which I struggle
0 H2 y H. [) i) m: ^* unot to stray. ; O) g3 X5 }4 P0 R5 W
When I look behind,
9 W( y/ ~/ F Y+ ?: u/ w# v% aas I am compelled to look
) v0 O6 [; r6 A; w3 Hbefore I can gather strength
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6 w" M( L# T8 jI see the milestones dwindling , D3 @. o1 H& Q3 U4 X P( ~8 \( V
toward the horizon l' E; A1 C" k, A2 m& R4 R
and the slow fires trailing
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over which scavenger angels 5 B& Y9 @; i6 A/ \3 I. @6 w
wheel on heavy wings.
. x, q% @ J/ s2 a3 G! WOh, I have made myself a tribe % F8 j T, V; @8 v5 {) a
out of my true affections,
b! t) T% U( I# ]2 f) Wand my tribe is scattered! 1 [! b1 v% i* f. z! ~. v
How shall the heart be reconciled 0 U8 a9 D( |& G2 c6 ` z2 |/ g
to its feast of losses? 4 j- t5 E1 G, R0 P8 j5 @) z
In a rising wind
6 l: q7 e4 Z8 z( Kthe manic dust of my friends, / V3 J0 w: E" ]8 ]- N6 d/ t
those who fell along the way, 7 N+ R' F/ v' A3 _, Q
bitterly stings my face.
9 [- o+ W x8 x4 _Yet I turn, I turn,
- _% p. q c7 wexulting somewhat,
4 {* b- p9 D9 l! m. |with my will intact to go / X( H1 ?. u5 Z+ E* L4 R, Y6 ~$ G) B
whereever I need to go, ; l: ?. Q# A7 |
and every stone on the road
1 `& _6 _6 z+ ^' m; c+ H4 pprecious to me.
( U% O0 S# C+ Y3 x NIn my darkest night,
9 C+ ]8 A: J! P3 z; O- I+ Kwhen the moon was covered + w3 j* U H1 F: B/ q
and I roamed through wreckage,
& ?$ @: r! t# B/ [/ wa nimbus-clouded voice
. P* f2 f5 k6 Z7 |+ e+ h7 vdirected me:
. I0 `3 S9 N+ W& g) T"Live in the layers, 7 n* J$ M8 F+ B) F% a9 O
not on the litter."
; ^4 d! S k5 q% a, BThough I lack the art 1 l- R: U: J6 b7 p- i
to decipher it,
6 V3 y1 ^" _. w. Y7 |no doubt the next chapter
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is already written. 1 G, s( m. h2 Z! G* n0 X
I am not done with my changes.1 b2 E Y: F8 C* ?: B9 ~. y! N. b' S0 ]
—Stanley Kunitz
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