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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
0 ^8 ]) t& \9 J6 c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 Kunitz0 h) s- s( P2 b n5 R8 U
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The layers2 q+ D5 D9 N/ C7 J" B
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I have walked through many websites,
& f* L! L: w- {0 J% b5 U- ?$ [2 V1 Hsome of them I like,: N& \! Q# Z0 v
and some of them I do not like.
+ {) r. c. @* |7 F) G) J" X" S+ e- {' WOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe `+ O: C5 K9 s
out of his true affections.
0 n: x" W5 g) m, |! t, r9 J% JI go, I go" R% a8 A! ^2 g+ [% d
exulting somewhat,
2 t( P1 L8 H6 K- a1 D; @with my will intact to go
5 L, n j& r) {9 \: Awherever I need to go,: D+ R k$ s: N% v0 S
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community $ \4 H/ b" W- x4 N
Precious to me.* n7 C; S7 X$ v( Q
In my darkest night,
7 ^; ^# s6 I3 N- \. dwhen the moon was covered7 O9 Y# f' O. T3 h3 W5 P
and I roamed through websites,6 H. V, |# w6 D
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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7 H/ Z, @$ x- @4 M2 {7 _Live in the layers& e+ N8 g5 k& Z) t
not on the litter.0 q* X2 Y9 R. Z8 J
Though I lack the art
8 G" q/ i- Y/ {% qto decipher it,
( H, C5 N2 k! S! D1 O1 u! b2 _no doubt the next chaper5 r4 l- |8 Q# C& \
in my book of transformations
1 j5 q# p: ]& E$ s6 Z" z9 B4 L# {, ^is already written.
9 j& Q, b Q6 _+ jI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.! _% k; d+ Z) i
, z e! _+ u% i" ~原文在此:
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The Layers
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I have walked through many lives,
8 M1 u# t# ], F9 [/ Q/ V5 tsome of them my own,
1 o: n" q% K/ o% m2 }6 g" Vand I am not who I was,
# @* A3 u+ x2 ithough some principle of being
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not to stray.
- ^/ D' J8 T/ mWhen I look behind,
* `/ K0 _- l- ?7 n# I2 das I am compelled to look : |0 g) K/ w* D- c4 }6 V- J
before I can gather strength 7 |8 l# K- X5 Q4 a
to proceed on my journey, 6 s) m7 S, B; E
I see the milestones dwindling
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and the slow fires trailing
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Oh, I have made myself a tribe
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' y( L' u- x! M }and my tribe is scattered!
: w& M# S5 ^. M( `" e% Z% L EHow shall the heart be reconciled
# h0 Z" g6 h- I) G/ G% |# x* B8 d1 Kto its feast of losses?
/ ^8 b% n% o# r8 \* \- g# d( @6 wIn a rising wind # i5 U" G+ B9 v. J
the manic dust of my friends,
$ D+ X, @' y+ z+ p, P4 r; S% Pthose who fell along the way, 5 }1 r4 C8 w* Y
bitterly stings my face. 6 P0 y& v1 N/ h
Yet I turn, I turn, : a6 P: D0 j' y
exulting somewhat, 4 U. i8 ^0 N4 h( j9 K4 \$ U4 r" m7 X4 Q& V
with my will intact to go
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and every stone on the road ) Z! _! Q- u( F) B5 X
precious to me.
1 s2 G7 u) L6 A$ |, ]In my darkest night,
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and I roamed through wreckage,
C0 |! [0 V9 H* ha nimbus-clouded voice
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"Live in the layers, & z: ?6 f$ q k3 z+ }3 Q( u
not on the litter." ! g& }8 P1 m8 K7 U8 s. b- B1 F
Though I lack the art
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) u- S2 y5 O+ h$ yno doubt the next chapter : S1 p( Y0 ]$ g8 G! K0 _0 L
in my book of transformations
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I am not done with my changes.8 h& |6 U% t! ]- m2 w( D( B
—Stanley Kunitz
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