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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
" ~! T% v0 I* V3 b' B7 o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# T1 i- L$ s- Y/ y
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The layers
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* n9 k1 b1 j, Q; c; [: I! LI have walked through many websites,
% w! e$ ]; a. G! Q( Isome of them I like,; Q* o1 c# o3 S7 e9 q
and some of them I do not like.4 t( p' n: V' o1 A) X
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
* ~# @' G; U3 R) oout of his true affections.: W O/ D o/ x- O, k
I go, I go
$ i9 h0 T1 _& b/ B; I3 Yexulting somewhat,
% W+ w6 L5 \. Y0 C+ cwith my will intact to go
3 y1 m; {- [4 ]* W8 Qwherever I need to go,! `! m$ w+ Y' w3 N1 v b& t( @' X1 q
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
0 G* M, W" J+ V4 W* L l. ?Precious to me.
9 Z, T6 c2 G" w+ G9 z; j4 g1 HIn my darkest night,
9 a9 B( v+ u/ q7 \2 g9 q L) s: }when the moon was covered
; Z: n( {4 H+ d' s+ gand I roamed through websites,& V/ }) |0 z, L5 Y4 K0 v p1 c
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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& w( }1 q3 J: S7 b8 M6 mLive in the layers2 R }* l& B) I7 _6 c4 [! R1 E& z
not on the litter.+ \5 U7 b0 y& ^1 K
Though I lack the art 9 @4 Y- n |* k8 T7 K: `# {; M1 L- c
to decipher it,
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in my book of transformations
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& r- b& s& L8 v* l8 R! ~I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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原文在此:
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`/ U5 Z8 ~7 a# v) P( wThe Layers
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- U0 U0 ]. [# T: \" j1 o, {I have walked through many lives,
9 Y) v+ d3 b- A7 ~7 Nsome of them my own, ' C& U8 A) ~! D& q( C5 i
and I am not who I was, % B( u. s! A. e
though some principle of being , T X6 x; M. y2 b) \
abides, from which I struggle
! n2 s7 w# O: t6 G inot to stray. , q$ z& h8 [" l3 r* H( C
When I look behind,
P$ E. J8 k# z* {5 |) a0 j. oas I am compelled to look
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to proceed on my journey, " X# G' B* Z+ r
I see the milestones dwindling
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from the abandoned camp-sites, / s' e% Y0 I9 S/ o
over which scavenger angels 4 u6 }. Q) u* A z( B
wheel on heavy wings. # l6 S& |/ L% c8 a6 n: s
Oh, I have made myself a tribe ; |% o" l: r$ k4 N. \0 t% }
out of my true affections, 3 ]6 r( W9 y" O# J' y0 ~ M- g
and my tribe is scattered!
S/ X5 l1 D: w, \8 nHow shall the heart be reconciled 2 f( h& ]# j! B/ r' Y( X4 p/ _* a, v
to its feast of losses?
5 a. S. D# G$ ?3 ]5 NIn a rising wind
, ^ c& B- a5 `the manic dust of my friends, ( s# z+ ]. `+ G X: M0 ?2 T2 D
those who fell along the way,
" Y# _8 _4 V! n5 m! L0 w: Hbitterly stings my face. * d; d7 `1 ~9 X
Yet I turn, I turn,
( R. t* l( B% h1 S; F3 M) o Bexulting somewhat,
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& b1 I9 T/ a& n& S: u. f7 mwhereever I need to go, 5 \. X n: ]3 T5 O" [2 C
and every stone on the road V- a4 e# R& P7 z( h1 G8 Q: {$ p
precious to me.
7 [6 o) w% ~0 O8 L4 OIn my darkest night,
& M, ~/ x6 y* K( i- Xwhen the moon was covered 9 G0 H/ V$ I4 \2 d& a' y" o
and I roamed through wreckage, 1 D/ a7 p+ B% }9 C& y6 f6 ?
a nimbus-clouded voice
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"Live in the layers,
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6 y- l& u6 K( h3 @1 SThough I lack the art 1 m* B) s% v% ^% _
to decipher it, + r0 n/ c8 `- H3 s. F, U
no doubt the next chapter # W# a8 ~, l9 t
in my book of transformations
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I am not done with my changes.. e6 l: L6 h, k2 s& c& M7 o8 j
—Stanley Kunitz% f# r9 W T2 V6 ?/ w7 }3 X
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