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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
# D% H6 H( O# U) `0 S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' N& _- _; l8 q: o) A
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I have walked through many websites,
, k( q! U/ \# U4 hsome of them I like,/ _! D0 M1 O8 e V! t" E
and some of them I do not like.# ? `8 v7 c( E- J' B
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
- I+ g2 Z0 H6 ~9 S- k; h3 Sout of his true affections.! m: f. B$ S0 Y5 T' A4 B# C' h9 g
I go, I go
( b: `4 T5 l; n4 Sexulting somewhat,
1 V- N$ Q- v+ n& k+ W Awith my will intact to go
6 @ [' b! \5 r- D6 }* r1 a/ ~wherever I need to go,2 ~6 j! P. d5 _- }2 ?8 L& e. `
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community 7 M5 o- f% E5 Z" Q6 Y' P
Precious to me.
1 [: n% L. K; V% \In my darkest night,
, _" }2 w$ S0 g6 D' s$ t) Dwhen the moon was covered( Z, [& w k5 Y$ X6 Y+ a
and I roamed through websites,: _9 o8 V4 Y$ h2 r2 k
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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* r. _ N" S5 ]" `Live in the layers7 Q9 a. r! G) k
not on the litter.! o& [ O5 `& u
Though I lack the art ) Y( y# c. ]2 D
to decipher it,
# i9 t/ p; V0 _; r* F( k! s# ^no doubt the next chaper
( d C1 M/ ?/ q+ f3 nin my book of transformations
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2 @+ O) y' O& N. RI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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原文在此:
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The Layers
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2 r w0 T& |% b Q$ e! U0 q R0 SI have walked through many lives,
, K! f' M8 r9 @: a5 jsome of them my own,
' n8 L z$ t8 P# M' l' Band I am not who I was, 6 z$ d: b& [4 z
though some principle of being 2 `. C1 D4 E9 s; J
abides, from which I struggle
" T1 `5 W. M' Tnot to stray. / {3 i. x1 p: O; e* L8 o
When I look behind, 7 }" ?$ X9 v/ p
as I am compelled to look
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I see the milestones dwindling : D3 p' L/ o( [, Q! ^) G# I9 u
toward the horizon 2 O; Z- J; s' }: T* r3 x
and the slow fires trailing
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over which scavenger angels ; [- g) e3 r9 z* e
wheel on heavy wings.
$ f0 p" k3 D+ o1 b) aOh, I have made myself a tribe 6 `. O: g8 {$ @" }
out of my true affections,
5 f; G; [" J* Oand my tribe is scattered!
; r7 V7 S5 `" G* D) ?9 \, aHow shall the heart be reconciled % |9 ~. z+ O. p( {4 D
to its feast of losses? ! b) k5 I- i8 @7 L/ j9 G
In a rising wind
7 k& X- O* T" R0 T' ~the manic dust of my friends,
7 p3 Q& d: j" _7 y+ Vthose who fell along the way, + i4 X; v- r, C
bitterly stings my face. 3 C% v# [& B7 W, Z. R
Yet I turn, I turn, 5 c3 t7 `' |5 l. f
exulting somewhat,
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and every stone on the road " V P- [) {* ~1 w& n9 o
precious to me. - c3 K) u! R; [: t8 B! S* E3 Q
In my darkest night,
2 C0 b: `( }; i6 P/ qwhen the moon was covered
( C' M/ o7 M$ c7 e# x& O9 _and I roamed through wreckage,
8 A- D) o) z: E/ F5 [5 e+ H, pa nimbus-clouded voice 8 C0 B# \1 y6 `7 f- ^. p, z
directed me: ( j/ S; z3 u( r2 S1 z
"Live in the layers,
! z' R8 b, ^: Ynot on the litter." 4 L9 x# [7 h- b) d" d5 Z+ [
Though I lack the art
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no doubt the next chapter
. J' J% m6 ` f( E; Z; @in my book of transformations , H5 D) k7 Y* e3 H5 ^3 s! c) ~5 q# j! B
is already written.
/ [* ?8 a' m$ j: E0 E) ~$ x% SI am not done with my changes.1 C2 i9 x* ^( k% H/ K
—Stanley Kunitz6 U9 o. ^3 k1 D
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