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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
' k+ \: z3 u2 i- a; I* v: G1 ^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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$ r( s: [9 v) C The layers* `4 m1 j) `0 r# o& E
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I have walked through many websites,9 _) L% x. }6 O
some of them I like,
+ M u5 {, v. d: zand some of them I do not like.& c# \. _/ t) F2 k5 J
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe3 @3 N* u5 }7 C3 W
out of his true affections.
* H. H. @) a: c) OI go, I go
7 E1 V. p4 m0 U* o0 n' Q2 Bexulting somewhat, 9 m0 q2 D9 D( g
with my will intact to go2 V6 {) E3 t6 O
wherever I need to go,
2 S, L+ {2 \! q3 R$ K' ~and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
9 q5 I: f; s) D0 e9 C3 p, m: \Precious to me.7 h" V9 i* ] t' \" c
In my darkest night,
4 g' X8 L5 c' g" {% Q* h; bwhen the moon was covered
- P8 E2 h0 h1 B) ^: Y* Land I roamed through websites,
) n! w: G) T- [8 c4 n( m% h* T* N0 Ya nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
% M5 F3 T$ I" V+ Z/ m$ wdirected me:7 [% Y5 N2 I" W$ D& _
Live in the layers1 u9 c! h8 i' O3 k( m, l9 [$ x' M \
not on the litter.0 Q$ N5 R& h! u8 w
Though I lack the art
) s9 h8 s- |! f( lto decipher it,
2 f4 B/ b+ ?# ^no doubt the next chaper
, y% a1 y# v5 g" M% b3 }in my book of transformations7 w+ o: ~( x' M- Y. V
is already written.
% ~( v1 S6 U; h6 _/ X$ oI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.- N) v7 A+ \' L5 T _6 E
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原文在此: Z% H- E. x5 a
`' y# F9 w$ ~4 G7 M7 \+ C+ R- nThe Layers4 K/ b. Y! E. e8 Y. |3 Q y3 }4 \
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I have walked through many lives, 7 p5 w2 M6 D- Y2 i6 p
some of them my own, " E" f L4 C" ^, X
and I am not who I was,
3 B4 @4 Z) v3 c: T# j6 Othough some principle of being - Z% ]$ l, @: X2 r0 Y2 ? o
abides, from which I struggle l6 e; X2 r y
not to stray. 8 W8 l" d. e9 a" Q
When I look behind, * a) x9 S4 B% ?" H8 g6 x' o
as I am compelled to look + m. y- g7 ^' u7 r/ Z3 A4 Q' c
before I can gather strength
/ |7 w2 u9 Q+ Hto proceed on my journey, - A7 x1 N0 K) B4 [3 @
I see the milestones dwindling
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and the slow fires trailing / {& t' c$ C% q# Y7 I; @
from the abandoned camp-sites, + _% m' r, [2 {. k) S+ ^, S
over which scavenger angels ' \8 o. X% `8 q: y; Q, T3 o
wheel on heavy wings. . P' j: |% N( j7 Q3 u5 w8 i C- u
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
f% n( A$ z7 sout of my true affections,
0 {+ b/ h; Z/ v4 @+ m6 H( V& dand my tribe is scattered!
( \: s0 o/ @; u4 | I, yHow shall the heart be reconciled
! \$ O! u4 a2 j1 U) x7 o4 _to its feast of losses?
' r# H# `4 F7 ?6 n% qIn a rising wind
0 ` K; ]0 p' A* e9 R5 E% Gthe manic dust of my friends,
. g5 E& j2 b. B: v: j2 @5 K; Y" i, xthose who fell along the way, ! K! B" A. z7 i1 {5 N) O, o
bitterly stings my face.
C& S4 j9 {; j! a; jYet I turn, I turn, 3 Z# O6 _6 G* R s4 A6 K4 K
exulting somewhat,
% ~% h( `6 _: l: X# n V4 Lwith my will intact to go ' l( t( u1 O5 D; R8 Z8 g- x- X& t
whereever I need to go, ! t$ p6 C' l! B) @' D: d
and every stone on the road & T" s* O# V6 x$ C/ n* Y
precious to me.
2 ?! b3 Z3 |/ Q- _* D8 l7 C* DIn my darkest night, o1 X: n: |& g: v# a
when the moon was covered
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a nimbus-clouded voice 0 s7 X$ x/ D1 e' @9 Q
directed me: ( B4 D) k, t) I% M ^
"Live in the layers,
# ^' A1 U6 Z# a" cnot on the litter."
4 D! z* q6 t8 S/ ^, _6 D6 }Though I lack the art 9 X% E/ a' J' L, R, J& K
to decipher it,
7 }2 p( Y; @# l' o4 Uno doubt the next chapter
( v* T4 y* } Y5 d: a' t/ d$ Cin my book of transformations
. c2 E" t9 z5 ~" F) y+ n3 M# nis already written.
; ^) |1 U- `/ j% @0 g, eI am not done with my changes.
6 l2 h ^& y# v; g' a; I—Stanley Kunitz/ D9 g- a/ Z* [6 h9 n6 ~% P
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