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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 ?. m7 l; k0 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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The layers- \, E+ L, u* e( n" g3 V# I g
8 [( M% |8 _( h) q+ ~I have walked through many websites,
( y9 a9 X( ?3 T, ~4 gsome of them I like,& C$ S4 a3 g/ ]! I, I: O
and some of them I do not like., g' J8 r+ ^: g, {* z$ P/ c
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe1 O: ^ G/ _% N; |3 U
out of his true affections.. L/ o1 n5 d8 W# \2 h
I go, I go
+ u, W6 ]2 F( s0 gexulting somewhat,
) W: h% F5 d; z- M9 \9 D+ xwith my will intact to go& A9 E7 y0 I4 v5 k0 O7 M/ G
wherever I need to go,6 E/ G K7 n3 I2 K: ?: i
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
1 `9 W& d( T' I% ?Precious to me.4 O( N, G; V+ [: E; i
In my darkest night,
: g( L9 o$ L' I- _3 _6 Fwhen the moon was covered+ X* V) O8 O+ c ]& i# q
and I roamed through websites,) T6 @& i" b- ~
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice 7 A7 T0 a6 U, U/ S7 u
directed me:
K- R8 W7 Y; dLive in the layers' Q8 l# v" a5 @7 g4 X- D
not on the litter.
, K* B' A' x+ ?( O# b' ~9 J/ EThough I lack the art 5 j9 p0 O W' x/ e
to decipher it,
, A/ f! z; }* Lno doubt the next chaper- ~7 a0 G+ e9 C
in my book of transformations! A0 _. e$ G/ B0 n- P% ~$ R
is already written.# w; A# ~, a. k3 q0 Y
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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$ `: n- K" i9 }2 h原文在此:( P9 F- S$ s. F6 ^
% G* J* ~( M, Z+ B2 U: r/ gThe Layers% ?" y# e& ]4 i+ H6 J0 s
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I have walked through many lives,
# A4 ^! ~ M) N; p% {% g# asome of them my own, , n8 H% n( c7 u7 \: E* ~
and I am not who I was,
! C9 G, L9 u1 P+ }though some principle of being
, K& k. i$ t% w Uabides, from which I struggle * m' U& m& ?6 E$ }4 Z3 O" a$ r' [
not to stray. 5 G. T2 [! R- A" t6 T
When I look behind,
8 F$ T2 F; X; x0 X* O, \as I am compelled to look : x ] j* a7 P; z: w; Z
before I can gather strength
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+ y& b2 r% I6 HI see the milestones dwindling 3 |7 o! r* z) S# \+ T; l
toward the horizon
( }% f9 W5 } s- M3 L' P) w6 pand the slow fires trailing
6 j3 {6 l0 W8 o2 n; C7 cfrom the abandoned camp-sites,
! w- g$ d: k1 `5 C9 ^over which scavenger angels
+ ]/ b6 n- }/ X/ j0 P) }wheel on heavy wings.
0 G6 A4 `; B8 l3 T+ d. bOh, I have made myself a tribe ' J3 K. K H% F1 C* X. z
out of my true affections,
1 w7 Z: O' ]& w% |% N/ k% Eand my tribe is scattered!
0 u- @7 B% s0 C7 o d; RHow shall the heart be reconciled & O& B8 ^& A5 ~* [
to its feast of losses? 5 i0 `& j& N' u8 d- H3 O
In a rising wind
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- a1 S+ c. C T* ]% D: R% |those who fell along the way, . V$ ]' p+ Q, }' _
bitterly stings my face. 2 m$ X3 G9 I) q7 c2 r( [
Yet I turn, I turn, ) |9 m. `# q) h6 e7 \
exulting somewhat,
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whereever I need to go, - o8 r ~6 k- O7 b
and every stone on the road
% j9 F; @$ j: Y5 W# \: }precious to me. 0 U0 N, q. i6 A/ R% }" Q) y. X6 ~
In my darkest night, 3 d; }* Q1 k' R& @2 X$ {
when the moon was covered
0 M+ K2 R/ M5 Q6 I( r; ?and I roamed through wreckage, % y8 I$ @1 F: ?% n/ z2 X4 |" K
a nimbus-clouded voice * t1 m% n8 K7 H0 p8 b) F# O
directed me:
1 f& k7 d4 n n/ Q"Live in the layers, / E$ ~+ l, L3 M( l6 T
not on the litter."
1 m) }2 r5 s0 y- ?: tThough I lack the art
6 ^6 b! G; E3 J: [to decipher it,
0 c( e8 x! ^& E! Gno doubt the next chapter . Q# }# Q- N0 B# x, k3 r% M
in my book of transformations
0 s. P+ r! m9 B8 kis already written.
' T; ~. P* v" t ~! [, ]( ^$ p7 E$ DI am not done with my changes.
" `5 Z7 I+ M. e—Stanley Kunitz5 G' e# j) k9 Y ?: ~3 ~
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