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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。4 l# |7 j& }3 e o) X
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" Y- `% U S0 A( }- e
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I have walked through many websites,
, w D2 ~# d5 x( o+ @some of them I like,, `2 ?6 o9 J( U4 p4 H' V7 H
and some of them I do not like. x8 \( p2 |- T" X! P! ]& g
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
( H& @+ f& }6 [- K; |& }1 Zout of his true affections.: E% g% T3 ]) Z5 \; [8 r- P& c, ~
I go, I go
, ]- x9 _2 c; P5 P0 Gexulting somewhat, ( g9 c$ J4 p# n- ]3 Z9 F9 n6 N
with my will intact to go
$ {4 n7 O# B/ m* Awherever I need to go,; g4 Z" Z# ]0 {9 C0 m+ N# I* B
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
$ M" U' X4 d5 UPrecious to me.! C# c" P. Z! n0 M4 e
In my darkest night,
3 L t% z/ E- x# ?- hwhen the moon was covered1 b6 f6 r0 z; R! R
and I roamed through websites,* q/ K* S4 b, h, Z& H9 v( Y
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice ' X- C$ P. Z$ }" X8 `) X, f7 o
directed me:
3 H0 O l; ?& nLive in the layers
7 H7 _3 D6 f+ g$ j$ ?not on the litter.
# u# k! R" U2 S' ~/ FThough I lack the art
3 B# q8 t5 X1 t) W. B2 k) e6 zto decipher it,
/ |9 r& Y/ g, E& T; qno doubt the next chaper% N3 ]. x* [/ z; u
in my book of transformations
7 b( d( X- w% S8 Wis already written.
5 K+ E( V% ?4 @' y& A) tI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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原文在此:
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The Layers
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I have walked through many lives,
1 i; Y! u1 y& L7 z2 Z! Isome of them my own, . i! g% d( `* e
and I am not who I was,
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not to stray.
/ `5 j: P8 B, p7 `: @; L# m. t8 E* {When I look behind, 0 J% X# a; [" p) j8 k: Y% g( e/ P
as I am compelled to look 9 q: d9 G% H% h- ^% D8 N
before I can gather strength ! t/ [% ^' @$ s/ A! l; c: a) n
to proceed on my journey, & M8 x8 l+ `) [# o2 {, `
I see the milestones dwindling 6 D/ P# G' `8 e" M4 W, a8 q8 S
toward the horizon
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from the abandoned camp-sites, 1 M) C) X" _" O
over which scavenger angels ( C* O* L$ d. Q1 N9 O2 G9 l* N3 ~
wheel on heavy wings. 6 d9 w6 N" _! E5 u) o2 g+ v: g
Oh, I have made myself a tribe 1 z/ J& K2 n& N( e
out of my true affections,
5 s8 M! A& w. u4 Z* l9 f" Mand my tribe is scattered!
7 s n6 A1 J5 K" ^3 qHow shall the heart be reconciled 0 S0 b4 E* z9 J. I( z$ H0 }: E
to its feast of losses?
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5 P! [! H: ]/ c; Q2 xthe manic dust of my friends,
4 S* {- R' z+ Z, Ythose who fell along the way, ; W' V; o. t q! B. [6 \6 f
bitterly stings my face. ( K& C3 P( ~2 y! K# Z) J. j8 C
Yet I turn, I turn, 6 \3 d+ p" {8 x i0 p
exulting somewhat, 6 o+ e$ E/ p+ R& t' P) c
with my will intact to go
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and every stone on the road 2 s, a, c) c) V5 w
precious to me. " _3 ]) X1 T- k, J" i
In my darkest night,
' b: H8 V6 z { }1 m6 `) W/ `# w. qwhen the moon was covered ( L. w l4 h( }0 F) _
and I roamed through wreckage, 6 }) v- @7 ^# R' |' k
a nimbus-clouded voice + ^" c/ @* q# \3 a
directed me:
; L8 O( d- k) O# {# O: p; K/ \% @"Live in the layers,
& k9 m; V' I2 ^3 s% N% m" j2 wnot on the litter."
/ C" O u& G5 H a |( J1 f$ ]Though I lack the art
( a6 ~9 L$ W4 e9 P7 S) Ito decipher it, 7 d& d6 Y2 D# Z" t
no doubt the next chapter 9 Q( e+ ~. c3 q& N
in my book of transformations
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! R/ p$ R- i; r `2 lI am not done with my changes.
' ~1 V0 T( R' E" w) \- ^—Stanley Kunitz' S2 ~: j& ^0 x/ z
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