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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。' D2 t* J" _, M' U; P" M/ J" U1 a2 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 v- ~# d z5 V# ~1 \6 c
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I have walked through many websites,- [: p, k( C' S' m8 F5 E1 [
some of them I like,& o4 F" M% E3 @- I9 v
and some of them I do not like.
' {1 I% f" \4 t* D( [7 JOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
5 o0 L1 V+ \( W& S0 tout of his true affections.
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exulting somewhat,
4 j: ^6 c, @) k1 X4 ewith my will intact to go) z1 A% S/ n k) t t- U
wherever I need to go,
7 `1 G* Q, {$ Zand every post on the Edmontonchina Community
1 K6 l: j' G2 f2 f) j/ F% M1 dPrecious to me.
; n8 B( j9 u3 s- BIn my darkest night, " q8 Q6 a2 X' S" z7 C v# u
when the moon was covered
" I6 F6 \. w; Tand I roamed through websites," ?' _8 v' L) S" I" Q6 E' \+ ~
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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Live in the layers& n5 }, O) |4 a" w0 k) a
not on the litter.9 p4 z" q( \+ i# e& U
Though I lack the art
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no doubt the next chaper4 k; ]& v; U8 C! S" `& m* P
in my book of transformations
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& K4 ?$ `0 X( J& w3 v9 b. l _I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.! x2 U8 B( c* f6 \/ }
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原文在此:& ^1 V7 B( Y* W* x
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The Layers+ g9 R6 d) N% R8 q7 p" e( e4 n
8 W) B0 u, k' M- L3 }4 i* UI have walked through many lives,
' Z$ J- E6 c2 n |- l& Nsome of them my own, * g/ U! R7 k: `
and I am not who I was, 8 Q% n5 {% d7 C$ |' ]1 q# ^
though some principle of being 5 c g+ M! U3 v
abides, from which I struggle / g' |) c6 _, {! c9 |+ p. U
not to stray. 5 N7 Z; t2 n8 E8 M) _
When I look behind,
( {* p* P1 ~5 f ]: z1 v* xas I am compelled to look ) {6 g& w [1 T0 n; \2 r- G& h+ s4 V
before I can gather strength
$ D Z8 D; ~% y5 ~7 R0 q- Sto proceed on my journey,
& y: r8 W( O$ G! p. tI see the milestones dwindling
, i- k/ W- F( S! d* f. ^toward the horizon ' n" ~" @) L) _6 p# p: O; |* {
and the slow fires trailing
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wheel on heavy wings. $ G8 K. |7 l8 q
Oh, I have made myself a tribe 8 ^# N9 ]+ w& V7 _
out of my true affections,
9 I; s1 n: ~3 H3 U: S1 t# F$ }and my tribe is scattered! * w. i x0 F) l1 k1 E8 X3 t
How shall the heart be reconciled
+ R+ Z( Y) F5 v% D! eto its feast of losses?
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the manic dust of my friends,
& e, U' c! J4 w/ zthose who fell along the way, 1 P/ c# h6 _4 \: w* M* o
bitterly stings my face.
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exulting somewhat,
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and every stone on the road
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* w: O& x1 A. p7 h* j2 C( CIn my darkest night,
* ?4 g) Q3 d, n# d4 S4 Pwhen the moon was covered
0 @, o. G: n, vand I roamed through wreckage,
! Y% v( M+ Q! b+ }; Na nimbus-clouded voice 5 i3 I/ X; b! P0 K; W9 A
directed me: " L/ r6 l9 G) e$ }& ~
"Live in the layers,
3 e9 d4 v) H2 a3 mnot on the litter." " t+ a1 ?0 w$ L9 e
Though I lack the art ; ~6 H0 R Q: m2 A- v; y
to decipher it,
; z8 O4 X& l! pno doubt the next chapter
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I am not done with my changes.
' Q& i5 v/ ^+ q9 c& |, c8 Z/ J' c) K—Stanley Kunitz- o+ T. Z+ n8 ^
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