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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。# f. `) W& q; G3 R9 a, 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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, J3 ?" o; j0 W$ k2 j The layers
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I have walked through many websites,
2 m) f# x3 l/ K Xsome of them I like,6 F+ F6 }" F1 M4 k8 m
and some of them I do not like.
0 @* \' u% |' y7 EOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
7 i* c) f9 C4 f, C, E5 Lout of his true affections.; [; g2 T4 Q! h L+ i0 q
I go, I go, O3 [' G& ^5 W. h4 d0 Z2 e
exulting somewhat, . j4 E6 Y# C7 C8 h1 s% E' ~
with my will intact to go" V/ U1 }- C' m- C1 ?) ~8 i
wherever I need to go,
4 d% m+ d& u, U3 g: I" Aand every post on the Edmontonchina Community [, m$ \. m3 N- L8 B! v4 s! J
Precious to me.& G5 \0 p% I! E, j/ L. O3 K
In my darkest night, 3 F) k0 x# I* J3 k% V- d
when the moon was covered7 Q9 ~/ u# P6 S& ^5 I- P; \
and I roamed through websites,
9 Q* e" M& {1 E) ]* F/ ja nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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Live in the layers
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to decipher it,/ A+ t3 Y; M0 j+ D
no doubt the next chaper# o4 T- C9 V; A1 T5 q, I T! e
in my book of transformations
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I love to live with Edmontonchina Community./ B2 k( h' J6 D0 L" N
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The Layers% X( ] A$ m; ?' D/ l+ I- I
" M8 S( c% y7 |. s }7 p" `/ B; g# bI have walked through many lives, ) F+ @6 a2 F! }9 m1 F7 ?( X
some of them my own,
5 R* ?! _/ K# l# n Y" ?and I am not who I was,
( R. ~/ `& W; n6 Q4 j! x* dthough some principle of being ^ E+ K1 ~7 N" p @
abides, from which I struggle . U# c# N. _& m& ^$ Y; ^
not to stray.
2 P+ W, ~$ L& vWhen I look behind,
3 @( }( V4 e: }) y1 I( S) eas I am compelled to look
; s4 S+ b) D3 Y2 K" l1 \/ dbefore I can gather strength
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I see the milestones dwindling
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from the abandoned camp-sites, ! l1 L- {( X3 x4 B, m. I8 Y2 J) X
over which scavenger angels 0 G% E: t( Z2 P' j( U
wheel on heavy wings.
2 j" M$ d; L5 n, QOh, I have made myself a tribe
+ S: M( @( w( [, x, U4 v( Cout of my true affections,
. T6 V% p. P& P) i7 y( ^6 xand my tribe is scattered! Y8 H2 A2 m& V0 L8 ^: P8 {; X6 t
How shall the heart be reconciled
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In a rising wind
8 I7 b7 L8 R8 B+ A% }% `( Kthe manic dust of my friends,
( c A8 D8 C0 `# Ithose who fell along the way,
( n0 G' K/ O- |3 }9 Abitterly stings my face. 8 H6 b% e# L# h5 e# K! \# O* e. H
Yet I turn, I turn,
7 y. u; R* @( V& ]8 W7 b( q& Xexulting somewhat,
& T" l5 @$ Z& X4 Wwith my will intact to go : @0 ]. R' R$ V8 g" X
whereever I need to go, 5 O8 ~; H* o3 i: u
and every stone on the road # M2 }& z( N( t4 u* z
precious to me. % k+ d7 S/ H4 R" J, a* E' L( w- R" ]
In my darkest night, 4 P. \( `( F8 S# ?- N
when the moon was covered
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a nimbus-clouded voice
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2 Q8 r. S! l! V" x+ o' v"Live in the layers, - L b) I% Q9 z; S2 v1 H) v8 _
not on the litter."
" R! U' H; G* m! ~8 }Though I lack the art
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no doubt the next chapter
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I am not done with my changes.6 c- @: p4 y5 ~4 M
—Stanley Kunitz, s* Z: {, A' j. m- V
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