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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
! ]$ G" p0 r( i% J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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0 p( `: _+ c: v! E0 @" ~( o! ]. \8 o The layers
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% f$ t% g' e9 y1 e9 rI have walked through many websites,
! |" O: g1 v: S% s0 r' jsome of them I like,; S9 H5 J' F! B# W! D! S& _
and some of them I do not like.
) k: Q1 C K( l' t. u: tOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
% o8 I z- }" R+ u0 Lout of his true affections.
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exulting somewhat,
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wherever I need to go,
p0 {5 @, P0 ^& \! O. f/ Iand every post on the Edmontonchina Community : [, g- p i: j F5 G6 s$ |1 ~
Precious to me." \% y. ^, E. g8 |+ W
In my darkest night, : _7 l4 @( K2 K, @4 j
when the moon was covered
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a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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Live in the layers
% ?- H; `' n7 x# l2 Unot on the litter.
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to decipher it,
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in my book of transformations
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I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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原文在此:
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The Layers& G2 G9 u' n+ U- ~- s" l7 t
8 h& p2 h) ^& `0 M. _& FI have walked through many lives,
4 p8 r3 l7 C* `+ lsome of them my own,
! {: a+ J. V' {8 q: h$ Z7 F2 Wand I am not who I was, 0 U4 A3 [3 P3 W$ z. H* |- @
though some principle of being
9 {$ d3 K, J2 ?/ J0 Sabides, from which I struggle
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When I look behind, 6 [ |4 x" z: ]6 ?* J0 o# D, r/ O2 p
as I am compelled to look : z0 k0 p' H3 R9 f/ b
before I can gather strength ' q$ {' v1 T, m# p: p
to proceed on my journey,
" J \7 y0 _: p# {* E4 [. |I see the milestones dwindling
) x4 w) [8 F2 atoward the horizon
) i& g! \1 \( Y3 _) g! e- _and the slow fires trailing
( L& i, k- K& n- d$ Ifrom the abandoned camp-sites,
3 z! B( ?- j& |: ?6 R: H, iover which scavenger angels
: y8 O5 o7 B a5 j& ]. Zwheel on heavy wings. 5 N0 }8 |' b/ [* b" k, O6 M
Oh, I have made myself a tribe $ `" }) R e' L, M8 `6 A, N0 |
out of my true affections, * ~' D T7 ]2 X* F0 X
and my tribe is scattered! 9 F% x8 q+ o' o1 t- T _ G1 u0 ^
How shall the heart be reconciled
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In a rising wind
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$ \ u1 _$ P0 g4 }% Jthose who fell along the way, ! X9 o- @' B5 x( \" b0 e# w' q
bitterly stings my face. " B t& ~# r3 ^0 ~- d' X
Yet I turn, I turn,
# ?3 `- I% z7 Q+ s) ~% K" s I5 Vexulting somewhat,
: G3 ?$ d; ]+ K4 Z6 qwith my will intact to go v8 N1 l: N( W9 Y2 m; B) Q% J
whereever I need to go,
" g% O2 D/ p1 rand every stone on the road 6 {' F$ H1 A' }
precious to me.
3 O0 M; ~" l& A: z! N7 E& kIn my darkest night,
6 u+ u9 \* X) hwhen the moon was covered
+ i( o. H% i4 Jand I roamed through wreckage, ( N6 C" @: Y9 b; j8 s% o ~
a nimbus-clouded voice
" K1 `3 e5 F' H7 u2 M, c& p3 ddirected me: " r# F) O$ i/ W8 @9 \1 N6 _; h" `
"Live in the layers,
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Though I lack the art ) ^/ c+ x$ {2 d- v
to decipher it, 4 S. g1 p# e. }4 @" k
no doubt the next chapter 5 f! }6 D$ x' _3 a& i
in my book of transformations
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( ?) b: |+ {+ k' @# i+ k, SI am not done with my changes.
5 ]4 X% E/ b, A1 g—Stanley Kunitz
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