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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
8 g: a5 {- {8 `6 h/ d9 q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
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The layers) l6 q/ k+ a1 E+ v4 |2 |
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I have walked through many websites,
; [: u0 w# i& @. R% z4 csome of them I like,/ M3 T. J) X8 T# _" G3 V
and some of them I do not like.
" Z& H) U" |* ^) J9 t0 POh, Lao Yang have made a tribe( d. X+ |4 b I' o7 z
out of his true affections.* K8 [" ~+ Q. Q8 u# o3 n
I go, I go
" H3 i: N! a! I2 d! pexulting somewhat,
% n5 q2 ], i6 `# B& R4 l8 E, kwith my will intact to go( y0 g8 Y- ]! @: |7 Y
wherever I need to go,
m% v6 g/ G( N; n! M. `, E) Jand every post on the Edmontonchina Community 8 t1 y4 Z9 N! q) ?: S1 p. t. Y! B
Precious to me.2 r0 ]7 I, A" z1 W# x
In my darkest night, * q% z6 [+ ~5 J- s: e
when the moon was covered
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a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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Live in the layers M; y4 I* e x% \ h
not on the litter.! \* i9 g( v1 g% \$ h& U- R; R
Though I lack the art
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6 T7 b$ Q4 B# h; ]. |# P6 t- ono doubt the next chaper
( x" T. _0 N) R3 Pin my book of transformations H' x& J4 s7 e- R) \
is already written.0 t' m9 [" P9 d# M4 B, ?) M
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.% F# o# K S: v# W8 ?
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原文在此:
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The Layers1 Q5 R; Q% [3 q/ p8 w' C; r
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I have walked through many lives,
4 ~2 ?& H) J( Z! Dsome of them my own,
+ _: Y) W1 J- [! n O: o" k* Xand I am not who I was, 1 [8 g5 W% j4 x+ m& Z9 F
though some principle of being ) y$ c- y3 v6 h5 U' T) k
abides, from which I struggle
% A, ~( i$ W4 h7 Tnot to stray.
, j! D4 T5 Y- W1 L# UWhen I look behind,
1 M2 Q6 u0 U0 u6 G* u A( Z! L4 F" _as I am compelled to look
) K4 i) ^; s4 t9 c9 F) ubefore I can gather strength " s0 ~! `' G& J1 [6 y& o& P
to proceed on my journey, 4 O' t3 v9 h7 J0 x
I see the milestones dwindling
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over which scavenger angels
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, B' F( [' y9 |Oh, I have made myself a tribe
# S" {3 t3 i& E) @0 eout of my true affections,
]' C: ]$ y, a% G$ h0 |, ~and my tribe is scattered!
- n3 G( ~4 Y9 qHow shall the heart be reconciled 0 ]& `3 v1 z: X3 o3 s7 c2 k; n
to its feast of losses? $ i( y1 g i+ W2 {/ p. q8 ^6 B4 y
In a rising wind 5 C, z; R. E& U2 ~
the manic dust of my friends, % _6 Z9 |" b6 E, A
those who fell along the way, ! F: \# o! u6 _* s% \
bitterly stings my face.
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exulting somewhat,
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E9 ~" J8 g) u" z) W _# Vwhereever I need to go, * x# w' k0 o8 }) B& @
and every stone on the road
6 q: ~/ c' k+ t- Q4 U( Zprecious to me.
- _0 q) R$ K: l: b( S. t0 E) ^+ dIn my darkest night, , X0 y" |" ~% v) V7 ^
when the moon was covered
& P& s' E4 C! L' S* ^1 xand I roamed through wreckage, ' c1 S/ k! F/ b$ ^( C7 \
a nimbus-clouded voice
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"Live in the layers, / q; R& ] j* f w6 ^
not on the litter."
) s) u. j# [" D/ ~5 v, u( ]2 p! j6 yThough I lack the art : e V& J- _) X* E
to decipher it, ; u0 p# Y; U3 f, s( f
no doubt the next chapter . f6 o/ L/ U9 Q9 o
in my book of transformations
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4 a. U* k5 `3 s8 s4 FI am not done with my changes.
! X u1 w" }% \5 @—Stanley Kunitz- x2 X4 y7 s* O5 P
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