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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
: Z, Q) ~5 j* S( B. I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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9 `* c) ~( _) z The layers
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I have walked through many websites,
* Y- m/ [ f& w: P. C. a8 y+ ysome of them I like,
3 k% l) A9 K9 }/ r$ m" Band some of them I do not like.
* w$ K. ]. F. T. E' @) c# D XOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe: d1 G7 H |/ ` V5 j
out of his true affections./ y7 o4 A* `4 m! J4 q9 W4 R
I go, I go
/ I/ O" Q" \# w6 ^* ?4 `exulting somewhat,
0 ?4 y* k& w' P! t Bwith my will intact to go. x& r8 v4 i' J
wherever I need to go,
7 n {% O4 a9 f( z( ]1 O# vand every post on the Edmontonchina Community ) V: K% Y% v' ]3 x, e* B
Precious to me.
# d: S4 O# K/ h/ F# E( U% g) T7 z2 [In my darkest night, 1 E6 ]) ?3 f- y3 @
when the moon was covered1 b5 O% w3 e$ x6 |
and I roamed through websites,' q+ q* |0 ]# ]: V4 ]
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice % i2 ]! N& s/ X! D% V' |7 ~- o
directed me:, k6 X7 F( b- |
Live in the layers+ P( b* C% B/ t: A7 v2 R( Z
not on the litter.
2 Z, J' e4 I0 ^: v% e7 f& bThough I lack the art 9 |- t4 ^$ f/ {( o+ b; `7 ~# Z
to decipher it, u* V2 j. l, o1 d7 A
no doubt the next chaper
4 i& I. H7 p& @: G0 Win my book of transformations, P6 o$ `1 i# ^3 g9 W9 w1 |5 {
is already written.: Z0 X2 f" v- r$ l; ~7 D% Z
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.* j% x5 k; Z: x" l3 P, C2 C
* x k0 l/ j+ ?, B8 z' M* [. f8 B, J原文在此:7 `5 P% k b8 s: o! o& y9 t
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The Layers0 u' p$ `7 G) U6 h# }, ~
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I have walked through many lives, $ n* V2 h! ~- |. B7 V4 ]
some of them my own,
) z4 {0 l3 M1 j# \0 D! m' iand I am not who I was,
* p+ K1 Z9 S/ n! y- u+ {: `though some principle of being 4 b# H, c& L1 n6 ?. s: E
abides, from which I struggle $ l& p3 g6 h' A5 H4 N
not to stray. * Y$ V+ R9 u# m& I8 \" @4 I
When I look behind,
1 p3 j+ f6 L# ~# X1 B i0 eas I am compelled to look - E1 T' B7 t5 u/ @! f, y
before I can gather strength 8 Z/ Y* Z% f3 h* ?- C W. f+ `& h
to proceed on my journey,
2 [9 s% E: x* [/ z7 Y ?I see the milestones dwindling , ]" c; N3 f/ m
toward the horizon ! H. O' R+ C. @0 @0 y6 O6 n
and the slow fires trailing
2 x5 y0 G, p# H! Jfrom the abandoned camp-sites, # H3 h$ [3 C, H# Z2 T
over which scavenger angels - V: z3 l# V: ]+ y+ P4 Q
wheel on heavy wings. * b% [3 U. K* L5 f& h/ ~4 U% z1 `
Oh, I have made myself a tribe / }' |) {* `4 e8 \
out of my true affections, # D7 \5 w7 U% e" O
and my tribe is scattered!
8 J2 q# L* l. G7 _7 b7 oHow shall the heart be reconciled
: O6 x3 b% E( l7 {7 Nto its feast of losses? % v+ H$ {6 {2 y# g. U/ o- S( i' |
In a rising wind % n) E$ k$ X' i# s0 W
the manic dust of my friends, 6 p3 u* ]1 ~( i) a" r! O' m- }
those who fell along the way, 0 s! f* `7 Q- r3 T8 ^* `
bitterly stings my face. 7 a& d8 v+ t+ M. m, ?" y
Yet I turn, I turn, 9 J7 x9 k; `' W2 S9 u$ \6 X, Q
exulting somewhat,
( G* ?3 q u7 ^" A% kwith my will intact to go ) I6 Y, ^4 h$ w) y
whereever I need to go,
# L4 _$ h+ [) a1 B4 u3 ]and every stone on the road # f/ J- x l3 \2 I0 ?+ m! t
precious to me.
# h2 R3 [6 Y$ d4 h: G$ EIn my darkest night,
y9 f- N& r3 k/ f0 t/ B$ `( H: @when the moon was covered 5 ~, c! N; k& @3 N2 w7 M
and I roamed through wreckage,
* U- K4 Q. _. e9 g, C `. ~a nimbus-clouded voice
: f% ~+ ~) I8 }0 A- N5 T" E& kdirected me: ( e7 b z& E2 r% g; W B: K
"Live in the layers,
. }0 f% V. {1 A$ o5 rnot on the litter." # z# P/ j4 e, W4 o! c
Though I lack the art
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no doubt the next chapter
$ _6 C/ x1 P$ |, ]! w6 vin my book of transformations
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I am not done with my changes.
$ F& @, G8 d) V—Stanley Kunitz2 J# z4 T! @/ L, X( \9 Z
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