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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。 U8 Y% N0 {, ^
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 layers2 e$ Q+ d! f, n5 Q( g e. s# d
) c7 }, e9 q7 B% v; J4 q! UI have walked through many websites,- Z( x0 J4 f9 h6 V
some of them I like,
5 e2 o/ w, h& Z( k) Qand some of them I do not like. T. h) c! B" _6 p: q; O& L
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe5 Q; o: W5 d( ~2 P
out of his true affections.' N4 _ A F: W! T
I go, I go% [: C- p9 H c8 J5 d; f
exulting somewhat, " o) Q1 D0 T) a/ O
with my will intact to go
9 F! G, A3 G2 O& f) \: Hwherever I need to go,+ i" i" l8 ?0 Q6 F+ A1 E; \
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
- ~ l; \- b" v# g3 ^* n$ |/ e E# U6 iPrecious to me.6 f, Z" |$ y1 r, ^1 F- C
In my darkest night,
: U' i" m7 S0 C$ ~when the moon was covered
8 A6 W' C8 s3 P+ [- Oand I roamed through websites,
; O0 p" z: r P. wa nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
& ^1 Q J4 Q$ m4 A5 Vdirected me:
) \ E6 B% T2 K( T; yLive in the layers* i- P; w$ c- o& K4 B
not on the litter.
* E/ n- b$ D5 Y* s! I) uThough I lack the art 0 ~$ X! h' [. ], R1 u
to decipher it,. _+ E4 v7 ] q/ L: I
no doubt the next chaper3 y- F6 R: E* D; w2 T
in my book of transformations+ E' J @) P+ }- ?
is already written.
5 g5 W$ H9 N2 z+ A7 |$ `I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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原文在此:
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The Layers7 q: N; |+ b- ~$ Y. f% h
# u, W# ^7 K. f' ^$ V- \- P; ]I have walked through many lives,
3 N; d8 ]* K0 \, Bsome of them my own, " {7 m( w# {7 f8 p
and I am not who I was, / [4 k7 N: S: }/ [& Z
though some principle of being
) U& f' s4 \; t% u, ~! Z( L% Vabides, from which I struggle
& i- V. _# E/ H5 B9 unot to stray.
0 A$ J5 u1 Q, B1 MWhen I look behind,
* t' G* `$ D) I8 B6 {& Fas I am compelled to look
: Y! h, n& A- g5 n7 v9 pbefore I can gather strength
/ F, l$ z0 `- r( h$ z+ s* n$ Y' Pto proceed on my journey,
% v( @' @' u% v ^- PI see the milestones dwindling
8 p# S7 w5 S5 Xtoward the horizon
% v F$ z8 n4 }9 ]3 `and the slow fires trailing
+ \6 w3 g; y& k5 `from the abandoned camp-sites,
* P6 P$ X! h$ R- G, iover which scavenger angels
1 b$ u, q7 X9 I6 V' z% |wheel on heavy wings. 8 K) Q+ n4 s6 V& L' y
Oh, I have made myself a tribe 3 G- R# U6 S4 J8 k
out of my true affections, ! b- `+ W5 p9 w3 C, _, O1 I3 r7 D- \$ n
and my tribe is scattered!
+ e6 h* \) }2 E7 oHow shall the heart be reconciled ' ~7 |4 i' a% p& h; Y, V) j
to its feast of losses?
6 S7 ~8 c+ |9 K( I* U, I+ h/ OIn a rising wind
( H' J9 n! y- E# E0 i$ i/ l2 ^the manic dust of my friends,
3 V3 C9 e D" o; I2 fthose who fell along the way, + v7 T- E* z ^* H2 y: {# r
bitterly stings my face.
m0 p9 |* ~/ s5 E* a1 KYet I turn, I turn,
2 ~" }& F$ M# q! Gexulting somewhat,
# c/ h" r8 p' wwith my will intact to go 9 d7 P; \* Y3 C+ o1 v9 T
whereever I need to go,
8 p8 k3 s- s2 Y4 Iand every stone on the road 9 Y/ K9 t9 [' `. f: _2 s8 q
precious to me. # X2 A% e. X: J1 _8 I
In my darkest night,
# {' L1 N6 f9 J( lwhen the moon was covered
+ |% a# o) j7 V! n2 M* Aand I roamed through wreckage, : \& [; Q0 M1 H" L
a nimbus-clouded voice 8 g1 e! y( `, k; E+ z5 P
directed me:
& R1 b" w) J9 g" S0 A+ `) C( C# T"Live in the layers, 4 E$ s; p4 d5 [' b% u4 C+ N
not on the litter." 7 g5 _( C) J3 r& _: p
Though I lack the art . d' O- Y& ]( {
to decipher it,
q( g/ j& c' a% C; N' v, Cno doubt the next chapter
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is already written.
0 c6 Z# v* Q2 d( L% ~# D7 ]I am not done with my changes.
# K+ e% }! X* d6 N—Stanley Kunitz+ ~% _% f, ]; b7 X0 d
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