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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。$ X) a. e# d; H1 e3 [
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) t' o0 ? t6 l1 Q
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The layers1 a6 d9 x* r) J' f6 }9 D% l! L& O H
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I have walked through many websites,0 `$ p* g; `( V3 Y
some of them I like,
: I4 o; R# T6 M( Xand some of them I do not like.
$ X- D: ~5 i: Z% {Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe& X' Y4 n! ?5 P" ?- a2 E
out of his true affections.
1 L, K9 P8 @$ c( d5 n; u" eI go, I go
' D- D1 n" `* M/ x, ?exulting somewhat,
c/ x6 n1 ]4 B! K4 jwith my will intact to go
5 C3 d; {: g9 e. e) Iwherever I need to go,; J6 p! s. }) I- ^8 _
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community 4 f* \- ?3 R0 m) e u# P/ p
Precious to me.+ |# V1 A# o0 T9 u5 E7 v
In my darkest night,
0 q: ?+ y2 Q Gwhen the moon was covered
A6 D+ y1 d, N5 o) U' W j7 `and I roamed through websites,
. N y1 r4 p' p& h+ C5 Ha nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
: J' V& ?4 R8 X- {+ Bdirected me:4 {; Z& t6 o7 {# a! j9 ^
Live in the layers/ K7 G1 G1 s: @( l8 `
not on the litter.8 E! X4 J4 q, p( H7 M6 @
Though I lack the art
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% f7 b) |; n/ p H, d- l/ M) Qno doubt the next chaper3 ~: C4 y2 P" x" C* D. R1 W
in my book of transformations
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I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.- [; b/ {3 J: `, H# o) ?8 h
2 {+ G7 C) C1 X5 @( i' a原文在此:; G/ n& }4 }3 r$ L1 ] y6 G9 c
/ J7 a5 O0 p4 r, ?7 _The Layers Y; O: B, \! ~: A2 F0 j( M8 A- ?" z
' j+ x1 N1 G' d! ~, c- rI have walked through many lives, ! ]. @( @4 E6 `
some of them my own, " _9 m& Z) N; `* `% L- m @
and I am not who I was,
* R: ~ e, k1 P" Z) j5 G* Q' t# Sthough some principle of being
, g; {0 o, R: w$ yabides, from which I struggle ' G9 J; ?0 ^* Y/ f' U) E2 Y5 N
not to stray.
6 X0 k" Y4 ?# A! I/ F0 M" o# LWhen I look behind,
) ~9 [+ f: c& o4 mas I am compelled to look * q& c- ?9 T5 _( Y* y2 y
before I can gather strength
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" D) Y3 X) t" q C# X7 VI see the milestones dwindling
/ V/ B& m5 t; x( C( l- ?& stoward the horizon
- [- Z5 c' g5 \, z% l# d5 Dand the slow fires trailing ) q6 m) p( E% ?! m; L* F4 K
from the abandoned camp-sites, 9 V9 Z$ t. c. v6 U0 [5 N8 s) e
over which scavenger angels * h8 t0 a4 j* w# F( Y3 ^
wheel on heavy wings. 7 X0 ]: r* B! {
Oh, I have made myself a tribe 4 `7 _3 a8 H) @0 ?; \: o
out of my true affections,
' Z" H1 E: H3 t1 J* r' p$ \, Q! g# Xand my tribe is scattered!
( r' K1 I6 V8 [# Z" S& mHow shall the heart be reconciled , t0 y! J* p8 ~
to its feast of losses?
5 f; y. r% g: h# r# V, [9 y" |2 ^, E0 iIn a rising wind ' S Z1 O" N% f
the manic dust of my friends,
/ {* b4 a3 D8 R, }! f$ R; Jthose who fell along the way,
& o9 B- x4 Z/ S. Z+ Sbitterly stings my face.
6 }4 e3 n/ o3 mYet I turn, I turn,
- C$ M k; N( V1 `exulting somewhat,
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whereever I need to go, : ?- }. I0 J J, F5 H) d1 G
and every stone on the road ; c& Y( V7 ~# F0 v5 s7 Q# ?/ N
precious to me.
0 A# J6 u( W1 U# T0 FIn my darkest night, 1 y& A E x) ] i
when the moon was covered
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a nimbus-clouded voice
1 F1 N) X/ F9 F/ s/ o" Vdirected me:
0 Z+ q! _; o" q"Live in the layers, % l0 e- @ G1 j
not on the litter."
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to decipher it, 7 V/ \3 _0 [8 Q: p' L6 ]8 T6 r& V
no doubt the next chapter
/ a) C4 e, ~' o: q8 d2 rin my book of transformations 9 _; R8 w# H q2 {2 x+ O" t) j
is already written.
* R1 U, f: X( ?9 nI am not done with my changes.4 u- F9 l1 o# k F/ T* o% m
—Stanley Kunitz
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