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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 l9 Y) C& M: a4 ]: M
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, V' X; p2 S+ q! `
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, ^( Y! t) _. `4 Y The layers
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6 n* }$ q2 i8 R$ KI have walked through many websites,( z- o) x9 N5 O# @
some of them I like,
7 d: ~" W ~) F5 kand some of them I do not like.4 \ J3 Z0 O0 R" X6 m& K
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe: x" S+ B8 H3 T( U6 Z
out of his true affections.1 H) h% p* D* S' f4 T
I go, I go
: Q$ ]- r* L8 [' Rexulting somewhat, ) k, U' B: B4 Q- J) W6 s' {
with my will intact to go
/ ]) z a; |- r' o, X2 Q& ewherever I need to go,7 k+ P; J! j' Z! G
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community 9 [" N- Y. |5 q& Q" x2 J! {
Precious to me.
* o: W+ M. |1 v- r: Y* r0 O+ v" P3 S* |In my darkest night,
3 `7 C3 a' K4 C* o& Zwhen the moon was covered: J, m! @/ X3 R
and I roamed through websites,4 o) F" Z+ J: u: ^ {9 B. q2 R: {
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
: ~6 o. W) i' O7 {" kdirected me:
9 }/ \& V; o) \, f$ eLive in the layers
; V& ~) b) J% V" Enot on the litter.5 l$ ~/ f3 \* O: ~0 {
Though I lack the art 1 T5 Z, G( f* r" S1 k5 f
to decipher it,3 \( v9 u7 G( D
no doubt the next chaper
0 N k' C+ _' l6 t; uin my book of transformations" ?! B4 J/ C. `
is already written.. j) }( f j0 m2 h- \ Z5 Y6 f1 D
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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The Layers
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5 t( h& K0 r7 R' l, U; m B' pI have walked through many lives, & N7 S2 J9 Z$ r
some of them my own, " _' F/ T8 J; [+ |
and I am not who I was, ! j% f4 G+ w5 U8 k2 B
though some principle of being
: `! F; n" v( B2 @/ D. [5 Eabides, from which I struggle
6 \- q. e( H3 G. B2 C. q1 snot to stray. ( ^6 j2 o, w: Y6 u; q2 q
When I look behind,
' s& A& S2 x4 {$ _as I am compelled to look
' E9 @' q' W+ C W- J' U% Fbefore I can gather strength
/ G1 a& j# ^. U: y* c3 bto proceed on my journey,
7 B5 d9 h- N( GI see the milestones dwindling / z$ ?6 M1 c8 R- B7 ? C+ R; _
toward the horizon 1 |" c+ A0 `) j: `" N
and the slow fires trailing
. k5 R9 x6 A; H6 U4 Nfrom the abandoned camp-sites,
5 f3 n" l8 ^7 ~4 M: L y8 Yover which scavenger angels / f4 V w9 V* w4 G- i0 @
wheel on heavy wings. 6 H% c$ y% r6 h: D- O
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
/ M8 u% w7 [; w0 Zout of my true affections,
7 O1 x3 Z2 S& l. ?and my tribe is scattered! ' D6 f0 m; \8 D1 s2 v
How shall the heart be reconciled
3 v0 p( k ^" A9 `to its feast of losses? 3 C& P5 e& y' h2 H
In a rising wind
, \! W2 s b* k- Rthe manic dust of my friends, $ J `8 @; G: z2 o
those who fell along the way,
* c, k* ~# D# w2 D2 O: G) \+ ybitterly stings my face. 0 J0 S: E3 w1 z6 r) T6 z+ p
Yet I turn, I turn, ! z7 Y! _% _* L0 I2 g; ^ T d
exulting somewhat, 5 _* c7 [2 U9 L: H0 o/ v
with my will intact to go ( N# z- n. W3 U) z: ~, D" n& A
whereever I need to go, 3 L* u* @, g; q% _% J: Q& M
and every stone on the road
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In my darkest night, ' X" Q! h2 S0 F/ F2 m$ A
when the moon was covered
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a nimbus-clouded voice / O9 O( a% h k8 ~
directed me:
9 A. Q$ C7 i p7 W"Live in the layers, 5 B P4 t' I2 W! S' d
not on the litter."
& i) |4 | t1 M; U- p, oThough I lack the art % X" M5 I% r& O: d: m9 H: w7 I
to decipher it,
7 I- P% k: a" x3 o; f- X" h! |no doubt the next chapter - b% S+ l3 k4 O5 |
in my book of transformations 7 F, R" m: q0 c# O
is already written. 8 k' y7 w/ g+ y
I am not done with my changes.. U, k9 R1 Q! T: H$ O, K( o D) @1 d. F
—Stanley Kunitz
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