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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。3 q1 u7 t* [2 r8 n: a7 Q c7 X L& D6 Y
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 Kunitz3 }, } h/ P% u! m' z" q: j
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7 z a; O7 K7 ^5 P( K The layers9 L2 c9 V, n' J* V, N/ n
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I have walked through many websites,
! b2 j5 \! Y. L( p$ ]5 _! \5 osome of them I like,
+ `5 j/ U. Z9 l. f& j' fand some of them I do not like.
, t/ y3 a9 V5 A7 EOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe2 r% s; T4 j C9 j: |5 S
out of his true affections.1 l1 Y7 @7 @7 ]8 ~& r) Z) ^
I go, I go5 b ]- o" h M( {) W% r3 F5 G
exulting somewhat, " J) k* c7 Y2 B; j9 E1 |8 Z
with my will intact to go
# j H5 _6 L# ^# T; j( s; Gwherever I need to go,
; R1 z+ E( c4 q; x7 gand every post on the Edmontonchina Community
* l& R( G! B" x( J0 u5 y! ?7 [2 F6 p# mPrecious to me.; X* {' g8 _) v2 {# C4 ?) `- I
In my darkest night,
9 v! J, Z0 V2 M, d* owhen the moon was covered
( m3 n! L% H/ p( {7 _1 C- ?and I roamed through websites,
r0 R" C( _: Xa nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice $ t+ M# c2 u; U2 F% I# O
directed me:* b4 e3 ]2 h9 A( E
Live in the layers
: D& T+ Q+ W9 g) F+ w0 n) mnot on the litter.; C* @9 z/ P5 \$ [8 Z9 s3 Y
Though I lack the art $ }% d3 p8 C% y* F" j
to decipher it,7 {2 E' N# f. V2 y
no doubt the next chaper
* G/ {' G' L, t" Hin my book of transformations
. W( w7 w C5 ]4 ?' d& a0 Cis already written.
0 K5 R4 G- G: i: o6 }I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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原文在此:
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6 x. ?3 G$ y* NThe Layers; d( C5 f1 _0 J3 u/ b% r
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I have walked through many lives,
# |: o% W8 ^7 M; c Ksome of them my own,
; M: s" E v& N' zand I am not who I was, 7 X# h4 T/ K# ], `4 y; d) i9 [
though some principle of being
8 { T/ a: T5 G, G- Kabides, from which I struggle 9 W+ E* S8 L$ O9 ~
not to stray.
4 ?, }; s+ b6 SWhen I look behind,
! L& E2 y& t2 i" E1 V- l9 ^as I am compelled to look
% u5 N7 m7 g# o. E* v- M$ N# bbefore I can gather strength
4 C; e; [& A6 \) T/ n$ Wto proceed on my journey,
+ l/ y8 W! l- F! b$ F% sI see the milestones dwindling 8 P, w" |# e% K. f" n) ?: [3 k9 ]
toward the horizon / ^) o* E$ N5 O# ^9 T( R8 P- z( L
and the slow fires trailing
8 W v' A" W' k, ]3 L2 w' Sfrom the abandoned camp-sites,
3 T! g* L2 v/ W: E q5 aover which scavenger angels
! v7 P# p/ U. fwheel on heavy wings. ; c8 D4 K( V8 z t
Oh, I have made myself a tribe , z6 `5 c9 O# O$ r- q. h5 D1 }; z" K
out of my true affections,
9 z2 }. _1 k7 F- iand my tribe is scattered! + E( C8 m5 C2 [' p W/ d6 B: H
How shall the heart be reconciled
6 n* q* t4 x- x9 Mto its feast of losses?
2 q. I4 [% F# E* ]* w; ZIn a rising wind : _5 k1 L6 d4 \. z
the manic dust of my friends, ! I4 b' _% H, P) H
those who fell along the way,
! ^: R. v# w3 }bitterly stings my face.
9 [ r6 F: d/ j; xYet I turn, I turn,
+ g" E) ^3 `1 ~! e2 ]) K4 {exulting somewhat,
4 O' f8 z- k( {0 l0 u$ rwith my will intact to go : ]3 p, C; t; n2 l
whereever I need to go,
& T2 ?3 U2 I# N- L7 t/ ?: Wand every stone on the road
* N; e9 x/ H# c) p R5 Q G2 Zprecious to me.
% x* I& S: K7 H& n4 |& ~In my darkest night,
2 p. d. w$ d: b2 `2 S7 \# }# L& T3 Bwhen the moon was covered
6 {2 A; }9 B; [! n, l7 d6 o/ q" tand I roamed through wreckage, t4 ~& Q1 g: h) x9 `' V ]/ {! X
a nimbus-clouded voice
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"Live in the layers, / ^7 G: T& e% F( z i0 x% |
not on the litter."
; `: D+ ?( M8 T2 r& y% @Though I lack the art * v: M/ U) T. g7 M% Y8 y3 l
to decipher it,
: X: M G% n; I: p! A9 r2 L( B3 Qno doubt the next chapter
' o. Q9 Q, W( ^3 R+ ?" j: u4 gin my book of transformations ) f- n0 M/ r2 {, X
is already written. , a7 r Y8 B" k+ S' e
I am not done with my changes.+ M8 B. Z9 Y7 Z3 a- [
—Stanley Kunitz. s; M: x: v8 z6 s/ a/ R" U
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