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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。: k F! i+ x% s# z( z4 h" c' q
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,
0 [; ]# K9 E' ?) r4 `* Gsome of them I like,& J+ z% E% B+ }, C+ y
and some of them I do not like.
& J0 F7 I2 @- Y9 D L; ?Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe- F% N3 v9 Y. U* L. z# ^& X
out of his true affections.: Q& t5 L6 ?8 d9 H
I go, I go
# ?( T5 h. F5 V! W+ t5 Yexulting somewhat, 6 h* ^/ i" ~" \' r/ ~8 \/ N o
with my will intact to go2 N# r& _0 p4 N( `$ C
wherever I need to go,& F" Z3 I) ]! r* ? @. Q8 q
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
, F4 H3 W5 p- O/ w( gPrecious to me.1 ]! O; d& ]6 ?8 u" _' q$ {
In my darkest night, 2 ]* M7 u# v/ H
when the moon was covered3 ^* O, v$ V, J7 p4 Z0 l
and I roamed through websites,
7 | X( ~- d5 p. G( d% Na nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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Live in the layers
" {: w: [$ Z5 i+ z, hnot on the litter.
- t* g4 S5 O1 [Though I lack the art
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in my book of transformations8 S/ m5 q9 M3 d& I8 I7 N4 G3 M! N
is already written.; h" B( n" {8 H0 P7 `
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.+ x' y# w0 j4 o1 @
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原文在此:4 ]1 \8 |+ i# a, y( }$ s
. r ?8 N/ w+ K! A6 K \# y! bThe Layers% @# e- s" b: R; q. o/ N% Q
2 w; J: K7 [/ h- X% tI have walked through many lives, 6 _& {5 g" \+ X
some of them my own, ; r( `+ C+ K6 e+ u t! k& ~2 O7 H
and I am not who I was, % k6 |1 A: u3 O. t$ \# g
though some principle of being
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% L! u+ x6 n% |9 X |; G) `not to stray. . R5 _$ {' e9 l/ f! |
When I look behind,
3 `/ X. E( L3 n0 D/ das I am compelled to look $ C8 n' T4 ^% {7 N! T- x& c$ k1 v
before I can gather strength
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I see the milestones dwindling
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and the slow fires trailing
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) c" m% `/ \! r/ h. uover which scavenger angels
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" {& f8 n& W8 aOh, I have made myself a tribe
7 s" z9 N9 I4 S6 v# p# \out of my true affections, 8 e9 R: S, {9 Q: b4 |2 ?0 Z2 f" i
and my tribe is scattered!
7 o9 M3 z- Y6 `$ AHow shall the heart be reconciled * O9 }3 X6 ]8 E& O. y0 h- M& n
to its feast of losses?
- q5 `) r$ a! p4 A' B3 l& o" eIn a rising wind 3 B0 s' d, G" D$ y+ L& @ q8 i
the manic dust of my friends,
5 ~" s* x+ o+ d" T. h' H& jthose who fell along the way,
! ^5 @$ r$ G ?( C T* Ubitterly stings my face.
0 z: w [. D. j- D9 LYet I turn, I turn,
8 G; Y Z8 k) L7 e g E# texulting somewhat, 0 |2 M2 R6 |' T+ g7 f+ j1 h, }1 K
with my will intact to go
- z0 R7 ^5 f5 t* r. Z! Ewhereever I need to go, 3 K8 v$ [: A7 j6 ^/ s) c. _
and every stone on the road 6 ]( l$ F( R( X2 h
precious to me. * _4 w' C, v4 Q0 v/ _
In my darkest night,
: }/ R$ J% Q F- vwhen the moon was covered
$ |* j4 s# A- E* G8 ^7 Nand I roamed through wreckage, ( |8 h- |- A0 f$ ^# Y# P. I5 T
a nimbus-clouded voice
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"Live in the layers,
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" m0 {! H2 Z: w5 v& V2 b* ~Though I lack the art 7 n# }0 v; F) x, N. `4 I
to decipher it,
* V3 P0 g( S$ @' `7 Z; ]no doubt the next chapter 3 W" ]* o" M. [
in my book of transformations
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I am not done with my changes.* r. O o3 m {/ o R" H6 n1 _5 M
—Stanley Kunitz% D& X' G; d# X, i# l4 b; s8 S" L
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