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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 ?! Q4 M) ?; ]4 p- W5 `8 [0 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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/ E9 N6 K$ o- H( l The layers; Y( \1 E7 h, K7 D: {: b% q- d
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I have walked through many websites,0 s, y2 U J+ |0 B! T- ?
some of them I like,/ h/ V; U2 c R
and some of them I do not like." l' p3 S9 l4 b# w! x
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
/ m( _ v$ M" C7 O" Kout of his true affections.
+ z( b S" O, b; JI go, I go' m' t7 t. y" \6 l' t/ k# G
exulting somewhat, . q1 t' m! {. `& M Q/ a
with my will intact to go
4 J6 r8 R0 T/ X( gwherever I need to go,* `) {8 U, J$ i% [% x! z v& p- w4 N
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community 0 t- C$ r! ], t* e; P4 Z! Q
Precious to me.
- H* b' \2 `8 L& U/ eIn my darkest night,
. G- O. }* @# \5 j' Jwhen the moon was covered1 G1 L3 y& g6 V5 n5 {1 k
and I roamed through websites,; r5 `! C% }$ k2 L, X$ [6 {5 q
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
9 Z/ E& l2 C' Kdirected me:
, [6 }7 t0 V+ _' Q2 YLive in the layers! t3 l# ^. C( n
not on the litter.
% f& K# C) \1 b3 g" mThough I lack the art * f( d- o2 _9 a
to decipher it,
, g3 r( H% J9 |% L& f) k) h" N/ mno doubt the next chaper
" |1 r! h0 c: ?1 S/ W/ @2 Jin my book of transformations
( T5 S/ M! ]# @4 @+ Y) Xis already written.
+ d0 K5 Q% @0 C; \' RI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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原文在此:
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+ ~8 z# y3 Q2 y5 p, A, U/ cThe Layers
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3 {; o; l8 h' j- V) C+ W* e; \I have walked through many lives, 2 l, ?* }* [) o2 {
some of them my own,
`0 O G7 A4 k) Wand I am not who I was,
+ H8 L' X7 ^" J$ ?0 Q' P9 Y) F/ Z" athough some principle of being
! m$ u+ n, v+ k5 e4 z. k2 M, |abides, from which I struggle Z% T8 n3 t: z2 o8 S2 I1 j: v* t5 L
not to stray.
* {; G: {% G" cWhen I look behind, 9 h2 `" p1 x: [% J9 J
as I am compelled to look 5 I$ F2 ?0 p9 B' S8 z2 Q
before I can gather strength 3 P3 W* h f/ I+ a, y j9 R7 t. [# J
to proceed on my journey,
, C+ B: W. ~( `4 j' A6 HI see the milestones dwindling & C3 z F; ]7 @" D; }- s$ y1 q, z
toward the horizon
5 a. D/ s; P2 z2 v! O" Vand the slow fires trailing
4 U/ ^7 s+ b+ c2 r( H2 V/ q0 gfrom the abandoned camp-sites, ' [9 j1 e3 Q8 } G4 ]" i
over which scavenger angels
( D: U; i' N/ ` v! ^7 Zwheel on heavy wings.
( _* H3 E" L0 `$ T# j' v5 BOh, I have made myself a tribe 9 h- ]2 n1 ?. ?/ x2 B
out of my true affections, ( q% w* ~* ~! N
and my tribe is scattered!
3 H j( }% z4 c \5 {( n* UHow shall the heart be reconciled
$ L# b; u; T& m/ x! qto its feast of losses? 0 u$ [ R0 O$ K2 t1 k3 p
In a rising wind ! }: }& E$ Q2 B1 M
the manic dust of my friends,
* i" l: }3 M) i; H7 i9 c. Nthose who fell along the way,
/ q, P$ _, n9 t7 C/ Q8 t) p9 Fbitterly stings my face.
: k" Z6 c$ T4 B3 J) D$ \2 JYet I turn, I turn,
; d9 @% P9 n0 t( I5 Texulting somewhat, 8 W: w# ^$ ]7 r' M) P
with my will intact to go # B8 ]/ ?1 O. [3 t9 b- m
whereever I need to go, 8 V! e1 L7 G) w
and every stone on the road & K. P& y, q; K- G! X6 c
precious to me. 5 X$ g. ?. [/ H. t4 F q+ n* B5 Z" H
In my darkest night, % d9 \& }6 q. P) w' y' o
when the moon was covered
- Y7 _0 X* t8 H4 x# ~: g1 g6 ` ]& sand I roamed through wreckage, " l3 E: |% v( c
a nimbus-clouded voice
+ z3 k! w: h6 Y4 J5 _9 Jdirected me:
/ I' n; r. G: ?2 c"Live in the layers,
0 g4 e3 W( s% n8 qnot on the litter."
. W5 X$ m4 J% }' ]* D: b. UThough I lack the art
5 r8 d" I0 D. F2 ~7 Vto decipher it, : m5 U4 Z$ S4 K! U
no doubt the next chapter 2 B$ {, T: ?! ^. p$ B1 j* K
in my book of transformations 1 D7 X s& h0 S; t5 f, n }
is already written.
: \8 u; _ k9 Z9 TI am not done with my changes.0 ]% s7 R y- @% u9 x
—Stanley Kunitz# k. v6 j$ [7 A: e
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