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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 A0 a$ [$ u6 }2 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
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I have walked through many websites,' B3 S$ \9 B8 F% ?
some of them I like,
8 h) E# g8 Z) V: Q: U/ Yand some of them I do not like.
0 ~, t, D( x7 H* o. ]' o6 u4 dOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
5 K) x+ w/ \: l! ^, oout of his true affections.# o. f# k. z, `( W
I go, I go A7 J$ ^6 O1 g
exulting somewhat,
; C& B6 ^7 y6 H% vwith my will intact to go
& x1 u7 h- D3 iwherever I need to go,
8 ~4 o$ b, _' y- mand every post on the Edmontonchina Community 7 `7 x K Z# U2 u/ t# s
Precious to me.! N. M( g& T+ F4 v
In my darkest night,
6 f2 }+ F( I k9 A- ]when the moon was covered
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a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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Live in the layers
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Though I lack the art
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is already written.
$ [7 v# `4 }+ Z& j) V. aI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.3 {+ e! I* z- \3 q
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The Layers
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I have walked through many lives, 5 K! B: D0 Y( m3 m' C, Q2 H3 m
some of them my own, 2 e4 P, D9 k4 k2 J! W) `! ?- l* E' e" p
and I am not who I was,
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abides, from which I struggle
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When I look behind,
7 |+ w6 L* ?2 F! h8 v! Was I am compelled to look 1 S' ?5 t5 c' v5 \( Y
before I can gather strength . D2 j4 l. D" D4 K
to proceed on my journey,
9 r8 Y2 d i3 _4 I# k2 q4 ~I see the milestones dwindling
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from the abandoned camp-sites,
6 I% [+ z8 ]0 u# Q9 {2 b5 yover which scavenger angels
6 r3 C. e6 I: i' F( y O7 ewheel on heavy wings.
?0 Y0 }% ~8 _6 {4 E5 `Oh, I have made myself a tribe 7 n% ?/ h$ t) t! d7 ~" I/ A
out of my true affections, 3 F8 K5 T( \+ E! w' N o* n
and my tribe is scattered!
& E4 f3 z7 I# T2 f2 @How shall the heart be reconciled 6 ?; C$ j( l0 P# s& o. ]% a
to its feast of losses? 5 a2 f0 u q' n% i0 O
In a rising wind
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|7 d/ Z6 u, X: G: Y# s) Jthose who fell along the way,
/ v: H# ^ ^2 r7 g! vbitterly stings my face. 6 L% T. l! Y6 z
Yet I turn, I turn, 0 }! E# d$ x7 p. ~% I
exulting somewhat,
( n; a& r7 R* l5 hwith my will intact to go
( g& I- H, }1 A0 Rwhereever I need to go,
3 u2 _" K; P8 r0 K3 |- xand every stone on the road
3 n+ k' m; L% n$ kprecious to me.
: I/ \6 H+ O& gIn my darkest night, . w4 Z" p9 A' n% h% o
when the moon was covered 6 q* Y0 c. p: m5 s/ Y) w. z
and I roamed through wreckage,
& T& m6 C5 e. ~2 O* ha nimbus-clouded voice
5 [8 x9 V7 t4 ?; ]directed me: 7 B6 j7 ?7 M M
"Live in the layers, ; I/ A2 e- t8 z8 g6 V
not on the litter." # Z8 n" d7 G$ I ~' ~9 E4 _, i3 c0 B
Though I lack the art
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6 M; Q. l9 r$ W5 Vno doubt the next chapter ! z" }! ]$ O4 F" L/ s% s. t/ |4 @
in my book of transformations ( Z8 b. K3 X: y7 J' I9 a- `# \
is already written.
, U+ l9 l1 {3 r8 i# [( ^I am not done with my changes.* J2 \0 y4 m- f0 D6 N
—Stanley Kunitz
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