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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。5 @/ l+ x; K) z" R& n' F
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, u7 m! t/ B; h7 L* h
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/ b; o7 I& b: n/ i( k4 T The layers# x3 F% o! a9 E% N5 L: G) D
. W' b3 c# ^5 F+ E: u+ I: |! Y* O. X: }I have walked through many websites,- o1 t( f+ H3 i$ B. X0 e
some of them I like,+ ^ Y/ O' `: f& v* e# o
and some of them I do not like.
+ _+ z+ @) W7 H( QOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
5 [9 f8 }! i, A7 Nout of his true affections.% {. e9 Y) Q; P5 W( d- ?& I
I go, I go) E9 i, ^# ^7 W% \# U
exulting somewhat,
% g8 }" n0 i0 v% d8 _1 Nwith my will intact to go
- x# `5 V, w6 H& Wwherever I need to go,; H9 _6 |; ?6 I; i
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
& m5 R0 q' i& n2 s! N E1 ZPrecious to me.
/ ?( i$ H3 M6 f! K% U v' gIn my darkest night, % k, u2 E6 d; m; Z, }6 T
when the moon was covered; L7 @7 n3 `: X' `& G1 t
and I roamed through websites,
" Y8 [: Q F' |4 x6 ]a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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Live in the layers
9 n- p1 H- `; W: I9 }1 O2 b' hnot on the litter.
) C0 p ?0 [& `% PThough I lack the art 1 {/ D9 G" i- t
to decipher it,
5 Y6 n- S0 V; n# X" u+ T) tno doubt the next chaper
4 C% P+ [1 C7 G9 [) X! c3 `in my book of transformations
P1 Y% ^* k% t' l0 t$ K6 }4 ris already written.
* j2 ]( E* D8 s D, P) dI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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原文在此: R7 A8 |' h8 k) E- o! |
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The Layers
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1 O" l% {' }; M N% |! D( [3 I6 @$ iI have walked through many lives, / K, {2 K3 H2 D, V
some of them my own,
1 `2 i9 k [7 | i. Yand I am not who I was, + x8 y1 R# S, c4 H9 g
though some principle of being 6 i1 G# b$ i( d& E
abides, from which I struggle $ n& W* z5 T3 L/ g( E
not to stray. 6 O8 h$ D2 {% \2 b; h; J
When I look behind, / e4 D5 X X/ n9 C
as I am compelled to look
( O. u3 Z3 [2 z, ?3 @. U/ dbefore I can gather strength
7 s2 h' q3 X% W C G. c( Gto proceed on my journey, ' q1 s* ~6 G+ L( L
I see the milestones dwindling 5 B; v. m, I% A" w0 x6 i7 a
toward the horizon 0 ?6 L; @: ^2 D) u/ H
and the slow fires trailing s2 E- L; ~# o" S$ X) G0 e2 |
from the abandoned camp-sites, " s' g% i: b- O/ d1 \
over which scavenger angels
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5 K9 v6 u# X9 B8 \5 N$ W0 P9 uOh, I have made myself a tribe
% a3 o) O9 x+ Wout of my true affections, - a3 a8 L5 t& H3 F
and my tribe is scattered! # n" A9 F$ p7 F# Y: o( I3 Q! B
How shall the heart be reconciled
# V9 b6 E Z/ Z* c8 zto its feast of losses?
* [% W6 W, c6 \/ _6 sIn a rising wind
! g5 e2 C# [6 y s Uthe manic dust of my friends,
7 u/ C2 W5 T7 e6 hthose who fell along the way,
2 q t. j5 P, |9 |9 x% A4 w! {bitterly stings my face.
5 y1 n0 m9 t: ?6 X) E+ d9 ^Yet I turn, I turn, 1 W C) O9 A0 P; ~
exulting somewhat, - ^1 t/ t& X' S5 K% F
with my will intact to go
1 o8 w# H2 Y. }5 c- \whereever I need to go, + T/ A8 Q- | K
and every stone on the road + a: \" X/ l k+ C3 {' _7 y) Z4 g/ F
precious to me. 5 N+ c+ m S' L4 ?4 B- K
In my darkest night, 8 |* _, X7 b" j0 E
when the moon was covered
9 |3 Q5 L" B1 B% N( ?, w- {& C1 `and I roamed through wreckage,
! Q' ?1 U: }4 Q- o6 qa nimbus-clouded voice Q/ k2 ~7 e1 K1 H' w0 c& K
directed me:
' B! D) j y$ i"Live in the layers,
- H4 _4 }0 H) W: V# Lnot on the litter."
8 V/ k1 `/ B# j+ B5 f0 `8 J, ~# vThough I lack the art
7 B1 Q' b; c, Sto decipher it,
5 I8 a V' _/ O4 ?no doubt the next chapter 5 J; m3 C& X; }2 W- A% y. o
in my book of transformations # w/ {2 i. S' j/ Y! v
is already written. : |2 N4 b- a# B$ n( h0 O( Q0 ~
I am not done with my changes.3 \. @' S* _/ d8 |* c# h( y8 r
—Stanley Kunitz
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