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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
* o/ \: F+ J: y$ B; }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! z( u7 z: Y$ A7 Z! f. O% o0 K
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( R0 `/ e0 r% {; X The layers' n% b/ k/ L [/ Z+ z
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I have walked through many websites,
9 I! a1 Z, ?8 M. C0 {. R' ksome of them I like,8 X+ n( g% O. }
and some of them I do not like.
9 V9 ?3 O7 O6 q8 vOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
1 R6 m& r9 [+ S2 Yout of his true affections.
6 e5 q! J; y8 l0 v' l! VI go, I go
3 u" \7 F8 B; y/ b* E) {exulting somewhat, 4 ~5 \) U8 j* `( l1 D; I( N0 B; f( h' B
with my will intact to go
+ c6 H9 N# g: V% m( ~: fwherever I need to go,3 Y0 r+ M- Q+ D+ f5 i
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
3 j# h/ d! ?7 x# uPrecious to me.3 w7 x! y7 e% T6 o. C
In my darkest night,
0 q* C) Y# N# y" f& W3 pwhen the moon was covered% l( s& H$ l& M& i4 h( U7 \
and I roamed through websites,) `6 n; K) O; e$ ^- H. n
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice * B& s% M; G' i1 y* G2 ^7 k4 v
directed me:
2 u* d' q' H* C) Y: N; ^' L I. kLive in the layers0 b5 m* g% }3 {
not on the litter.. x! k' e. g* s& ?
Though I lack the art & c: P( q( t. F& a* g" m. p0 D. S
to decipher it,
5 Y t0 s9 P5 m, T" J/ [no doubt the next chaper
- {0 c# S! ]% f1 H' T) ^9 A4 Pin my book of transformations4 ~& f& I, s+ R3 E' ]
is already written.. O7 J4 J5 v9 x
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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原文在此:
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4 P3 l. e3 R9 ]4 a: _The Layers
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I have walked through many lives,
" h1 k# y! Y5 F Zsome of them my own,
+ W$ \- l6 j, K$ @( f& @8 Band I am not who I was,
+ G0 n+ o8 e! {+ B6 i3 }4 A+ F/ @0 Zthough some principle of being
9 G2 H% m1 l2 E i; Y1 X! vabides, from which I struggle
u; D5 ]0 W9 `not to stray.
4 |' o5 [3 ?3 w% S+ zWhen I look behind, ' s8 L0 ]9 Q- t! A% D8 `3 l# ?
as I am compelled to look
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to proceed on my journey,
8 t) X( W7 Z" m2 t! G. i- e5 m" v5 FI see the milestones dwindling , o3 p- @5 H5 m' K' r1 b: g+ B
toward the horizon 2 H- e; D6 f4 N3 K
and the slow fires trailing # a$ s4 d3 A# z% Q& S
from the abandoned camp-sites, # b9 Y1 e, _* o' y7 B1 X! ]& w+ o
over which scavenger angels
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Oh, I have made myself a tribe ! }" }$ |5 f- n6 q" W q- N/ Q2 |% T
out of my true affections, ) m5 _+ k9 h) }
and my tribe is scattered! , R2 w2 t6 o; r. o. O% x
How shall the heart be reconciled
& x1 `0 W3 u# zto its feast of losses? + v# x, l) y `. |* t2 v8 ~
In a rising wind
! B4 ^; m% i/ R: Y+ e! @2 xthe manic dust of my friends,
3 L% m" r4 M/ ^3 _/ g( L0 Ythose who fell along the way,
& v: V, m% Q2 }- |* c& i* F& lbitterly stings my face. ( a; T0 t- J/ u& |- Z0 Q+ d
Yet I turn, I turn,
9 b6 @4 |4 M; x5 D+ ?3 _exulting somewhat, 1 Y7 M; t8 J( Y3 x9 k# o2 i
with my will intact to go * N3 H6 X, W# a( E
whereever I need to go, * [0 j; E% t. y3 ?5 J$ R& @
and every stone on the road
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In my darkest night,
( C, l" e5 B7 L& P& Gwhen the moon was covered
" |. b% W( ?: s7 B5 S6 S% N: xand I roamed through wreckage, ( n. C! \# ?2 z5 `
a nimbus-clouded voice 4 C6 {1 @. ]8 i, v' y
directed me: % [/ r6 `7 k( t4 q$ g3 B% U
"Live in the layers, 8 h2 A: Q! S+ ]8 k- c
not on the litter."
8 G. h, w! @. ^. y/ u8 RThough I lack the art
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1 S3 W/ l% d8 Q# Hno doubt the next chapter $ G' d7 G K8 C; b
in my book of transformations " H1 }$ C& I. p0 f
is already written.
+ O& x6 \/ u! s0 V' {I am not done with my changes.
. Y7 A3 I8 U8 G) M* G; L& |—Stanley Kunitz1 K8 z; A( T9 v7 o+ s* T) A3 w
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