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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
' E3 p5 \/ X |" V; v/ ~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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S) B+ n3 V% i1 M: i The layers
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I have walked through many websites,
0 j# Y# K. q/ G) _9 Osome of them I like,
3 k( ^8 R0 ^# B7 Xand some of them I do not like." Y4 B) j7 ^. c; K
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe/ k6 n2 |. I& k7 |7 w1 B/ D: z$ y
out of his true affections.+ C* f7 P/ s) ]3 }' ^( c
I go, I go1 A y2 R! m/ _
exulting somewhat,
' h( S/ ]0 ?0 K/ N( ^with my will intact to go
Y9 x( l% m& _! @9 z+ v* Ywherever I need to go,
! l! ?- G% _% O3 E/ [* \% Zand every post on the Edmontonchina Community
% D; p3 C( p% G6 P# cPrecious to me.& P+ h! _6 D0 J, V1 ]" ^
In my darkest night,
- o4 I3 V% B1 R0 u0 r& Q Nwhen the moon was covered
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a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice , D# ^. c, X7 f% l+ t
directed me:( O4 q5 O4 Y" ~, M H
Live in the layers
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Though I lack the art 4 a+ v$ W& o2 }
to decipher it,1 `% y2 Z5 X* p8 q0 H
no doubt the next chaper
/ \) l: p( S ein my book of transformations
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I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.' E" s* U* o/ y8 s; s8 A6 u
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The Layers
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+ Z3 a( r6 O7 B7 W/ B# p7 HI have walked through many lives,
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and I am not who I was,
0 f1 U" M0 B, qthough some principle of being 0 g, c# a; \2 ?' I8 h* e
abides, from which I struggle 0 |( N7 i1 s" q/ w2 _' ] g
not to stray.
7 l. t3 i8 n8 `When I look behind,
, f( G* I: u9 t3 |as I am compelled to look 5 U' U& O9 l% s: C/ r
before I can gather strength 4 [: ?( d, C2 j
to proceed on my journey,
4 a" k7 f' s- X* a PI see the milestones dwindling
9 o Z& B- H# B2 vtoward the horizon
0 Z% r' }3 k' S( ^3 Band the slow fires trailing
/ M0 l! ^3 u) H6 o; Nfrom the abandoned camp-sites,
# D( n- n9 Y+ \( `, R/ J$ xover which scavenger angels
* x4 d2 n' R9 ? |& swheel on heavy wings.
% f5 {% o) ]2 bOh, I have made myself a tribe
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! j% c* N) A8 _, \: j/ Land my tribe is scattered! # s/ p) @+ x' I' `" s) N/ O4 u
How shall the heart be reconciled 6 @1 \1 Q; Q0 _
to its feast of losses?
2 n P% D' O w8 G. z& \In a rising wind
( J) H8 q( M5 n. X) Cthe manic dust of my friends,
% u, i6 c3 A& R5 n/ ~those who fell along the way,
+ F" U& w0 D" P# [: a% tbitterly stings my face.
, |$ _0 g0 z+ z, P" TYet I turn, I turn, 3 H: W# g, n/ s, K& W
exulting somewhat,
. {1 M7 n3 V: n& ] N- `+ wwith my will intact to go
7 S P* g) a qwhereever I need to go,
5 L/ E+ d, M" P+ k5 _6 Gand every stone on the road
+ z3 V& V( Y5 d* zprecious to me. 9 |& _1 ]3 F$ @/ R) O0 J
In my darkest night, - }2 s/ j' d% z8 E$ P a: n0 i
when the moon was covered
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a nimbus-clouded voice
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"Live in the layers, ) G6 v' v% } G; X1 y
not on the litter."
9 D, o4 w; B6 yThough I lack the art " e. ~' V+ z# L1 ?5 @8 s
to decipher it, + w' B2 f+ s1 A p
no doubt the next chapter 5 C9 _: f1 r' c, V% d8 X
in my book of transformations
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I am not done with my changes.
" P* W- e" [! u% {3 x9 @: c—Stanley Kunitz6 j) Z+ u1 e; c5 w! j" {6 v& X& P
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