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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。' [9 L/ n1 a4 S
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+ S; D8 d- V7 n( x
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2 Z0 }+ f# O7 q4 i The layers
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I have walked through many websites,
$ Y7 P2 D X: m: {" i' gsome of them I like,: s& V% b0 I+ J* F* G9 [
and some of them I do not like., ^: @- M/ Z" u
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe: O9 ?/ {2 {* i6 C: F3 O
out of his true affections.
5 J- A; H" X/ y1 t6 iI go, I go
: b( U2 {! m5 q- x" E+ t/ ?exulting somewhat,
/ l5 ^; |. N$ N7 z5 k1 Twith my will intact to go
) v4 `# h* h! x' A- e* Y1 ~wherever I need to go,7 [) n, g# [# J, \6 `8 p) T
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
# ~8 V. h$ {+ C4 P S. s, X$ pPrecious to me.
3 l |6 D4 ]: F9 xIn my darkest night,
% P0 C5 m7 q8 {( J4 ~/ Mwhen the moon was covered$ Q% q6 M0 U0 j0 H* y
and I roamed through websites,4 ]' P+ ?1 o6 S
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
- {5 w3 ]) k& ~ B; mdirected me:
) b$ v# J5 j: s% E+ }7 i+ Z4 \7 KLive in the layers+ e& ^2 [0 J7 g" n! P/ i
not on the litter.
' F) O# A _! E7 r+ WThough I lack the art
0 F' n, q; R E6 s7 z' Sto decipher it,
. {6 m% V' o( G, S' |# Sno doubt the next chaper
0 l0 f4 W; p1 m( X% Fin my book of transformations
0 M6 F7 }0 S+ O: E; [: P' s$ C; lis already written.
6 Q5 Y3 H+ H" g% ]I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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; r' U ^# i+ s/ p1 M% \原文在此:
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6 `! O$ R& @5 z# J7 aThe Layers
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I) M* h" R& N$ |' u9 oI have walked through many lives, : `/ {: {5 K0 i' I; Y* ^
some of them my own,
2 _0 v0 c, Q5 K* Jand I am not who I was, & V1 a" y/ ^4 B* B+ x2 k
though some principle of being
3 N" \ G; k! p2 O, h( _ @abides, from which I struggle # z3 T, s7 |* ^1 |! m2 O
not to stray. 5 s! {- G* G* [) Y$ t- `5 H
When I look behind, : i, O( I. E5 D B9 x6 j% M! T
as I am compelled to look
% n& K# t4 L K5 q8 xbefore I can gather strength . M# L" F2 x' \6 T1 M7 Z9 S
to proceed on my journey, . C7 y: X( P$ u" E' K
I see the milestones dwindling
4 G a: f3 [* J/ K8 ]5 a# |toward the horizon ]1 J/ I$ A5 l' n2 U
and the slow fires trailing % Q$ C! D ]& A9 v# H
from the abandoned camp-sites,
9 G2 x6 i- E1 L: p7 X! |' w$ A& v& ]8 aover which scavenger angels
# Y M9 f* r' Uwheel on heavy wings.
3 c: e: C* f- _3 p# VOh, I have made myself a tribe
( y) L& z6 k0 _/ k) t X; Q5 B" tout of my true affections, 5 |+ p8 ?! {) t5 v% u9 A! {; G( k& K
and my tribe is scattered! * F3 h& }& i: Q; {) y
How shall the heart be reconciled 4 h+ e$ q6 x8 [8 ^) q' S
to its feast of losses?
7 R% o; t+ ^1 p8 sIn a rising wind 6 o# ~0 p/ t: C
the manic dust of my friends,
: _$ l& t; ~5 z4 I5 Athose who fell along the way,
' Z2 C6 c9 S: g/ ?bitterly stings my face.
9 ]2 @- ]$ g: T1 K/ A4 PYet I turn, I turn, & l8 j( P8 @9 E- f* ]0 C
exulting somewhat,
: l' F7 y5 w4 v# Y, Y& Fwith my will intact to go + G: j5 A6 P" B# _* p! Y& n
whereever I need to go,
$ _. E1 @. u$ D- _; G3 }and every stone on the road . `) M) y( k* [( f- g( O# f4 W
precious to me. 5 k5 w& ^1 f: p( v* ]
In my darkest night, 6 \; Z$ O6 v/ L$ M
when the moon was covered
/ i$ J. b" x2 p# c( {& uand I roamed through wreckage, , ?2 k6 \" ]* U! }0 @5 P
a nimbus-clouded voice
* l$ T* P! u, W) o9 Edirected me:
( P& C6 j2 t$ I0 O( p- r"Live in the layers,
/ k3 M" R' m; X$ k* _, _* W$ anot on the litter."
. a* ~7 J; L5 j% s1 B3 O7 \Though I lack the art / a8 P0 p* ?# x
to decipher it, - e# ^" E; g. c$ ] R/ N3 c
no doubt the next chapter
/ O, O! E& x, Fin my book of transformations 1 Y M) B; c r# M c8 n
is already written. . Q% r7 e" z5 x1 n$ r* }
I am not done with my changes.- F9 q! e% |7 K* {
—Stanley Kunitz
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