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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。7 T% q0 U6 a) ^; W$ q. ` }8 U
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
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I have walked through many websites,0 j) H6 B3 w$ n5 Z
some of them I like,$ S v* B! C1 w. f
and some of them I do not like.9 ]: V/ c9 K8 p. B
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
* I1 {" ^, }5 r, Y9 }! S- hout of his true affections.
8 B7 \. ^* q8 _" n' n( _, H/ \I go, I go
1 m6 C. Q1 U1 ^: z5 W- w. i2 Zexulting somewhat,
6 A; h7 ?/ u) p5 x7 [) k2 _* |- rwith my will intact to go7 Z+ E- l6 m, ^, `9 _
wherever I need to go,
7 i% E- Y/ {+ `1 A3 J8 p+ B% ?$ Iand every post on the Edmontonchina Community
% Y7 W! H4 i9 Z2 j/ M9 }/ SPrecious to me.* Q$ [5 {: e3 P" g
In my darkest night, 8 w# M; M( {+ e7 B( P: `4 S
when the moon was covered
4 D, I" {. r5 {# f1 Cand I roamed through websites,3 G3 K v0 }6 J6 M4 A+ _
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice " W& S$ s( }* M0 Q7 E9 P; r. m' ]) y
directed me:- U7 [6 n" {8 T$ C3 h: u6 n
Live in the layers
; k4 H; S; C' j1 e' _: Gnot on the litter.
( ~. F b6 o8 L5 HThough I lack the art
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no doubt the next chaper
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I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.' J. o0 B& m" z' C ]( i
# v1 m3 a+ z' T, H) D原文在此:3 H8 n9 m$ P5 J$ K. e0 ]
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The Layers- K8 V' b2 S0 I2 }+ F2 Z" _
1 M; `: ~4 C0 D" F/ _I have walked through many lives,
% \4 z5 o! I8 H0 Isome of them my own, 2 T& ^: z" K! J" L! ^
and I am not who I was, & I. ?. R! g- ^! G6 R' U$ a3 {
though some principle of being
1 W6 g4 ^; y q! l2 R Fabides, from which I struggle
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When I look behind, 8 `4 ?( f; B' B( C/ G4 z
as I am compelled to look + D8 p5 j- r/ L6 `. i
before I can gather strength ! V& a- e4 r& p7 v' D) G5 j
to proceed on my journey, ( Y, ?3 k1 y# g9 s8 k' y
I see the milestones dwindling
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/ b" s- W- S% A8 y# Yand the slow fires trailing / T9 M9 k$ i% G4 v/ I. H
from the abandoned camp-sites, 6 \6 Z+ W$ j4 c/ x
over which scavenger angels ; U; n$ ^& f- t3 y0 ?6 C0 P
wheel on heavy wings. 1 V0 ]) [; A, G4 @' v# @
Oh, I have made myself a tribe 7 |' T2 ]" N: C& S$ r C
out of my true affections, ( \) h1 [2 d, H# ]% N" b) x
and my tribe is scattered!
/ H% ]( X* T$ O0 Y0 VHow shall the heart be reconciled
$ F8 l. ]% A; m6 l8 r9 Eto its feast of losses? a! C M4 Y' j* J
In a rising wind
! Z& K! m0 G7 g0 _: f' o& pthe manic dust of my friends, 5 F% Q3 ?4 P- n8 M% l7 L
those who fell along the way,
+ a! n& ?: q; F# ?9 y, s( Q# ubitterly stings my face.
$ Z4 P& b/ Q$ n& rYet I turn, I turn, * }8 a: _/ l! ?* u1 n5 r8 I
exulting somewhat,
" @0 K* ~- I F( ]" Awith my will intact to go , Z/ G: v) \: m0 q
whereever I need to go,
3 z9 C$ Z4 f( ]5 S, l" Y2 ]and every stone on the road
) H7 p: R8 u% W& cprecious to me.
/ V3 g# H' P" |3 @In my darkest night, 8 q/ w& D6 Y0 ?1 W3 X2 ~8 t* o
when the moon was covered
4 k( R# J; b. o: wand I roamed through wreckage,
9 H3 M% |, N# W! s) R$ e- i+ u7 Aa nimbus-clouded voice
$ E7 ]' {. j, D+ kdirected me: 8 p* ~/ _' T$ |/ H
"Live in the layers, + {7 q2 q* d! n, `5 }5 [, m, j- M
not on the litter."
1 X% p1 i# Y) c3 BThough I lack the art
" H- D5 D6 h3 w! Cto decipher it, 5 k6 k; L) h' ^0 _; R/ {( E# }
no doubt the next chapter 6 O$ N) V4 f: V9 }
in my book of transformations , h: L! B- v$ d- _4 u" d+ H8 a
is already written. 6 _7 y; `7 n$ c; P# F
I am not done with my changes.
: @2 d. x* q2 q* e% t—Stanley Kunitz7 [# g( [; |, }5 U
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