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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。# A$ i) C( W( a! c# P
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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- n2 I5 X/ `' W F0 n4 S The layers' S: p9 P' @4 w) f8 B6 ~
8 V! Y3 e- ]. Q% \3 O* AI have walked through many websites,
9 C1 d$ H) V4 ] Tsome of them I like,3 ?6 r$ Y6 D1 i5 a+ c. j6 t, Q% g
and some of them I do not like.
/ u) V& |" |0 j. r% nOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
* Z( N' K: l5 [" i K7 Sout of his true affections.
7 ]) L+ A) g( G' dI go, I go3 A3 D6 t" b7 ~8 V5 _3 c. M( l
exulting somewhat,
9 G' r+ f7 O1 [6 M$ Bwith my will intact to go
* A; z) e4 c K8 O9 \$ Bwherever I need to go,% d/ v3 X1 T2 ~7 f" M/ j4 m
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community 9 O) N+ R9 N4 s9 G/ \/ o
Precious to me.
% J$ x# U2 ]# M/ _In my darkest night,
' J$ A7 I+ N; X7 hwhen the moon was covered
. G0 ?# K0 E- j- `6 u% l! z4 band I roamed through websites,. X8 _, }5 c- `! P6 o$ T: R0 R
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice . M: u+ R/ g+ u6 E. J
directed me:' Q9 J: o4 a# Z$ j. O
Live in the layers
8 v9 ?0 T4 C$ Qnot on the litter.2 [- n4 k2 i) J& j9 Z; R& Y9 G
Though I lack the art
. ]! v; v, a6 s+ z' n% vto decipher it,
1 S- b: `4 T @8 d3 J8 p7 _no doubt the next chaper
9 ^; s/ ~1 H% n; L1 Cin my book of transformations
, y$ L' o' W% k( [4 O0 Y1 his already written.
/ [& [* R3 V. Y+ j+ M! ]# k" @, PI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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原文在此:) n {3 B$ ]7 r0 ^* v. t
2 Q. O) E* }/ R! {9 zThe Layers
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I have walked through many lives,
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and I am not who I was,
+ r9 b" m2 {7 A8 @though some principle of being ' m4 V% E% g' {4 F3 f
abides, from which I struggle
9 P0 E0 C! m w0 Y2 z) ~" snot to stray. $ Q- E; ?& ~6 e1 V% \' k) m" E5 x
When I look behind, & l y& t1 X( S/ U; W* `7 _+ V8 }
as I am compelled to look
# A. L, e; z. C2 l" vbefore I can gather strength
( l5 S& B# ^7 M# L. x9 W( Qto proceed on my journey, ) y/ M0 G! F! T; n( {1 ^9 e
I see the milestones dwindling
* e! [7 w6 X, k% z: \) g6 Q- Y0 Xtoward the horizon . J ?! Q" n7 q
and the slow fires trailing ; I( P [- g5 R: G; A1 }; F
from the abandoned camp-sites,
: V! `$ ^5 r2 P$ i0 S( @: K" bover which scavenger angels 1 v1 H& \. _. s0 _" k- p/ d
wheel on heavy wings. 4 B6 c; l8 c, x$ v
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
1 g0 k9 D3 W4 T5 Uout of my true affections,
0 S4 D, [9 E# n2 ]and my tribe is scattered! 6 J1 W# N6 K3 y( l# U, i" F
How shall the heart be reconciled
+ D1 i% |/ \6 K2 _: t% i" C1 G0 }to its feast of losses? 9 W( \4 G1 N5 G. Y" t: O" [
In a rising wind 8 E8 h' S* D- h0 X/ k3 H
the manic dust of my friends, . x' [7 J; J) P1 F& R- l
those who fell along the way, & f6 f4 v0 D: F5 j- h- L: N
bitterly stings my face. 3 v- f& i+ G) e d+ u# P6 x& o
Yet I turn, I turn,
2 o) X5 x9 @7 C& N! vexulting somewhat, ( _4 B) W4 E- U; _1 ^
with my will intact to go ( r4 c+ ]+ J0 D
whereever I need to go,
5 ~. K' I5 @4 s2 dand every stone on the road 5 L( ?3 I, ], ]( H* n h# o5 H
precious to me. ! O4 [/ B- Q5 @# r5 g
In my darkest night, ( F: T4 c' H- V1 t( j. b0 C7 M# S
when the moon was covered 2 U7 H7 s6 c) M a+ _* `
and I roamed through wreckage,
7 d& C6 \- \1 _a nimbus-clouded voice
, h5 |6 q5 z5 n6 f$ Q- jdirected me: 1 g7 P( U* m( t) i( b
"Live in the layers,
7 w. V, w7 x/ a8 Ynot on the litter." 7 n! N1 z V3 R8 j* c& }) O; H
Though I lack the art
0 |5 X: h T" C6 [! r5 yto decipher it,
4 L+ T) p4 ~3 z3 n" zno doubt the next chapter
5 P e, w8 \" N! Nin my book of transformations
; r( V; t) ^: d, S6 g$ Vis already written.
0 y* W8 k7 a; u8 zI am not done with my changes.
9 g5 H5 }6 p& J& o—Stanley Kunitz
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