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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。8 e* K# I( @3 E8 F2 c# G8 @* W
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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4 m+ x" f. E r$ y% W6 m The layers
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5 M2 h) x6 U6 pI have walked through many websites,
& ^& K- ^ H% o) g) Rsome of them I like,0 b0 Q f0 d4 X; h
and some of them I do not like.
: \ w0 q. {/ V' F) N1 i- v- ]Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
5 H& }8 }3 s+ z7 Vout of his true affections.7 o e, i9 W' X! B7 q5 s- z
I go, I go
$ o5 ]* L" A" r# F: f3 qexulting somewhat,
% p+ M/ h% W* j) N2 S7 n* qwith my will intact to go0 h1 ^' B$ W2 e4 @: K
wherever I need to go,
+ ]. V! t6 `. W' W4 ^) [5 E& dand every post on the Edmontonchina Community 5 L2 Z. h. ^* Y8 q! J, a: G
Precious to me.5 _7 L: V. X! W
In my darkest night, : a& k. i5 Q8 ^+ I3 Y4 x/ A8 l
when the moon was covered/ D7 s6 ?( k! Q6 X, W1 r" k5 S% g) C
and I roamed through websites,6 o5 `4 Q9 z5 C3 u! w
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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Live in the layers
0 U7 D- P) z) ]not on the litter.
. M7 l# F* Q; s$ A" X7 CThough I lack the art . b! y w$ d1 O( O
to decipher it, |( u0 r/ ]. c
no doubt the next chaper5 Q1 S# M6 L9 f8 [7 _& O' ?
in my book of transformations
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3 I/ e0 v/ f4 J. U4 k6 Z v/ nI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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! P8 A l7 N* w% n& l3 i原文在此:
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The Layers
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4 ~4 L8 ]+ m0 C- D5 |% [I have walked through many lives,
$ f* c! n* ^+ h3 X5 M7 l7 K3 r# _some of them my own, 2 L: M. }' V' a! t7 w
and I am not who I was, + w2 B" a+ H* U- p3 v
though some principle of being 3 c) U3 G7 ~/ g& [
abides, from which I struggle - T) Z, S! a4 Z- M
not to stray.
! t3 h4 X4 X* _When I look behind,
2 J1 m0 t2 x) v$ Tas I am compelled to look ' Q0 Y& t, f# ~: X0 C
before I can gather strength
! _* @$ B7 @2 B: P" p6 k1 h6 qto proceed on my journey,
0 L) F3 g N- {3 ^: x4 xI see the milestones dwindling : h" J. l1 x# R
toward the horizon
! g4 C4 ~7 ]: J) g1 }0 _ Iand the slow fires trailing ' ]; ?' v2 ]. a4 r
from the abandoned camp-sites,
" X5 ^7 F/ ?- Pover which scavenger angels 5 b/ f, ^' m$ |5 t$ |! O
wheel on heavy wings.
, ?, |3 [8 @/ P3 {( f; COh, I have made myself a tribe + e+ `5 E( b- C
out of my true affections,
: {, q- z# G- _2 \and my tribe is scattered!
. K: B1 g& V# CHow shall the heart be reconciled ' P# l" T5 p' W- C
to its feast of losses?
% Y7 J6 V( A5 p' N6 A' BIn a rising wind
1 s/ r U1 m B" i& l% x+ p' y4 sthe manic dust of my friends, 2 o* P: f& n' P. [
those who fell along the way,
* }) C! d/ v& b9 Obitterly stings my face. 3 }8 a; U9 q5 t0 F* a
Yet I turn, I turn,
* o2 F) J& x! }) Uexulting somewhat,
$ _/ D4 o% N7 A1 @" Hwith my will intact to go 5 D% f* z8 c% y/ p1 c; s
whereever I need to go, ' ^6 F( q6 s2 t/ R' H+ a
and every stone on the road - {) O- k7 o) P- F7 o; e0 |/ s
precious to me.
: V) S0 U$ i7 pIn my darkest night,
. ]- M1 n, }3 Hwhen the moon was covered , k( G( Q' g; U
and I roamed through wreckage, , A6 d+ T6 }. {- W8 r
a nimbus-clouded voice
, s6 t2 p! G0 i6 g4 Tdirected me:
1 @" T( p' S ^2 v1 r% p"Live in the layers, * g' h) _; O- r% n' C3 c4 I% s
not on the litter."
- t8 O3 F; h' s5 h5 d# E2 RThough I lack the art 1 E* [; }8 m7 o8 v- R
to decipher it,
) F. B' Z$ a0 j; n9 y& J7 O: g! Ano doubt the next chapter % _7 N2 b6 R! N" m0 D/ x
in my book of transformations 1 x/ ^8 I2 N, w' D w
is already written. 0 @0 x$ V' q$ t- \7 C4 U
I am not done with my changes.
) d& W: x' m; X3 D—Stanley Kunitz8 G H8 o/ q7 f2 \* p5 Q& w
+ p e1 r$ g3 P1 T; p[ 本帖最后由 betterbest 于 2009-3-31 13:31 编辑 ] |
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