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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。. o' r. [6 v" m3 m" V) J
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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8 V8 r1 X$ K: b8 h. G0 m4 C The layers7 Q: Y4 I, m/ j& b) T4 _3 Y6 y$ n
# F; F- Y( w- M* R! h4 a1 y% h$ }I have walked through many websites,
& f6 E2 e: H- isome of them I like,
' W8 q5 n2 n! L6 b* b9 S2 y" oand some of them I do not like.
1 h3 Y0 {9 [1 c1 `; J6 E" _: WOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
( K7 F, X7 c9 Fout of his true affections.
8 Z. A+ ~7 }' q2 F, F7 m' @I go, I go
7 ` F7 j4 s X1 I6 D, z7 t. O/ Texulting somewhat, 9 Z P7 O& B4 _; `( n: A' V
with my will intact to go2 c! _0 M: u8 ?! \6 {. Q& @
wherever I need to go,9 m9 K6 N; q6 k- n$ Q4 L2 a
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community 2 i% n4 l6 {: X. w0 }7 `- [. [
Precious to me.
( D) ?4 S% p1 R' R' H4 D$ kIn my darkest night, $ F, y" [5 |! A5 y2 A( p
when the moon was covered
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a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice 4 x2 ]9 i$ l9 v
directed me:/ E! g) w2 X3 q
Live in the layers
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' D9 m& W9 I* x- Q7 q0 VThough I lack the art
. K* y% m& b+ j% [+ ]! lto decipher it,3 i" H0 t& y P; e6 e. Y
no doubt the next chaper
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is already written.
# m' N% m: w: J4 I* z1 Y1 s# _+ lI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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* p6 d' [7 J# {. {' H; c: z: v: U7 d原文在此:. v2 h# Y7 x* @5 w
) P; R) n8 N- L* a mThe Layers
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% K* F* s+ M% S' |+ ?, R9 o$ KI have walked through many lives,
) \; c+ x% l" @; h0 f9 P! gsome of them my own,
, ]3 i+ S4 A2 o2 o/ |+ A! R3 Dand I am not who I was,
- j2 _. d9 p/ u+ y- Dthough some principle of being ) @& U$ j" h5 T) P( v3 u
abides, from which I struggle
& X( w+ e& L- i* J+ N+ rnot to stray.
9 |+ g& E1 m. ?" X( ~When I look behind,
) [6 @( a5 d) v6 f8 `, b# Das I am compelled to look 4 M+ h+ R9 x8 C! ^, E/ h8 B7 P
before I can gather strength ! p5 G7 k" O8 v5 ` ~% d! W) A) G
to proceed on my journey,
6 w" C; p. T8 ^2 ?5 ?I see the milestones dwindling
# t0 W: [) x V3 {6 ^" dtoward the horizon ! [3 x! f3 \7 d% l
and the slow fires trailing
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over which scavenger angels 5 L5 f8 L" X9 b# M$ n& Y( b6 d' l, r3 g
wheel on heavy wings. . K: N! s- Y/ b- k! c
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
" M' U4 X$ l: a6 t$ Wout of my true affections, # f+ X4 f8 J! p( M; S4 `* F
and my tribe is scattered!
/ p' g8 I% {) k+ ?How shall the heart be reconciled * z: l7 ~5 U4 o' J9 M8 T' ?( n
to its feast of losses?
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the manic dust of my friends,
C V% a$ M' l/ l4 s% m1 n* E* hthose who fell along the way, 9 G* n i# B1 Z7 C0 u. {
bitterly stings my face. # |* q7 T( Y- P: {% G
Yet I turn, I turn, ' D6 @/ L# w& I- N
exulting somewhat,
4 _ K% [( F8 o* |0 xwith my will intact to go
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8 J% `9 }7 |& B; Land every stone on the road
1 S7 J! M# I3 r3 h8 D) pprecious to me.
B* Z1 r% `% N' I- O/ m/ j7 OIn my darkest night, ' }7 K+ n- Y2 y% _4 n4 ?0 }
when the moon was covered % j& i' {# j, Z3 u) e
and I roamed through wreckage, / y; Q* `, n# B4 f% ^' m ]
a nimbus-clouded voice ; z8 [. S0 f* o0 D: [$ m
directed me:
6 }% ]3 j$ q c9 N"Live in the layers, $ O" r: z4 d7 ^; x
not on the litter."
' H% B8 b3 I0 x9 d- C1 U$ `2 `+ M! ] iThough I lack the art
' z7 Y1 t3 m- j7 J; g* bto decipher it, # X" X* `8 ]' D# G) M
no doubt the next chapter # s- A4 x9 {, |& Y- c6 X- }- e
in my book of transformations 6 W- @3 g4 p H3 u+ I- G$ J
is already written. ( K% y6 b2 w5 B. A3 t
I am not done with my changes.+ j! U" X& {8 ]7 V$ Y" o
—Stanley Kunitz7 n' m! f H3 v. J
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