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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
6 T$ [+ z: d' ^3 X# g3 q4 d$ ^+ f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; S" s6 Q: U0 M, M
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1 B, Q6 c5 h4 `9 p The layers& a9 V. f, K6 ]
1 j Q, F# P! l; Q+ G. o3 }! hI have walked through many websites,
, e& |- @6 G: R8 \! fsome of them I like,
9 e: h$ t! m1 H0 Y% j, C# p/ c" u5 wand some of them I do not like.. w. N" A F6 I
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe' ?9 g. w* \$ O& a3 L4 T* i
out of his true affections.
- d9 m! X: y+ b" W" uI go, I go' y. P3 \- \/ r. e' u
exulting somewhat, " G2 y# r/ ^8 p# j. T
with my will intact to go
# k7 P. F1 Y5 @ R/ c" `( Uwherever I need to go," J$ M: i: a; S
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
7 O: F6 X- f5 {/ o. F( S$ r6 v- iPrecious to me.
+ {& X# L' s& U: W0 r6 L. qIn my darkest night,
3 P/ u/ {( ^ k2 n8 c% a7 ]( bwhen the moon was covered2 m' Y& w1 J+ z, a
and I roamed through websites,! e8 L l/ w( U& p3 O6 {
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
8 \. B! { G0 H& Edirected me:" B' h+ i% j N7 T
Live in the layers) f8 t! I* a `
not on the litter.
& {! o# i7 ~" N% I$ b K' D# UThough I lack the art
1 _/ k% e" P9 F4 Y* Wto decipher it,
7 h) S" c' s5 U. D3 mno doubt the next chaper
0 k) j+ _( Z; E5 vin my book of transformations
2 M! u) K% B7 @* Iis already written.. X3 |: d8 Z/ g" R' }" o- A
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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# f2 F/ {6 d, r0 D+ s原文在此:2 m! [' I3 \$ _5 D
5 `1 r: L4 G+ C" [6 T6 k% U0 VThe Layers
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) \& D/ T, v0 d; \I have walked through many lives,
z+ F3 Q* c, b+ g) {+ @8 Fsome of them my own,
1 q8 N4 a+ f+ S4 E+ Q+ uand I am not who I was, , `; F/ {" u# l5 h3 K: v5 a
though some principle of being
& Q, `1 U$ r4 Mabides, from which I struggle ! _" t8 N, e U& X5 V! ]
not to stray.
7 C/ w3 {8 A3 F) \" @6 X+ j pWhen I look behind, s3 d( s) B* w. {8 v' y
as I am compelled to look 1 ?/ c: i8 ~. J# Y
before I can gather strength
4 N( a. y4 \) O w' wto proceed on my journey,
2 F5 V, h# H% r% g: y3 ZI see the milestones dwindling * V8 j, | w6 Q
toward the horizon ' I) q9 D+ N3 I4 I2 }
and the slow fires trailing
: a4 `6 }: G: f, l8 Ffrom the abandoned camp-sites, $ C1 g, X+ s3 s% Y0 I$ n0 V
over which scavenger angels 4 ]; m- _5 k) i' E. f6 @% e$ K, ^ k% I
wheel on heavy wings.
% U; y5 w* k4 K% X4 VOh, I have made myself a tribe 9 B! F' B5 Y; ^' T9 e
out of my true affections,
+ m# f2 `' K8 N& @7 U0 xand my tribe is scattered!
% L4 h) d" v, \How shall the heart be reconciled
8 H1 z8 w& H/ ^5 q V7 }/ wto its feast of losses?
- X- W8 [/ |- o8 ]2 w" HIn a rising wind
) H3 R6 L+ v/ Y" ethe manic dust of my friends,
6 {7 V4 \$ n: i- D) C& m; qthose who fell along the way, ' h3 e, X+ A3 @' Z; i( T, O, |1 l
bitterly stings my face.
( U; E1 h% g2 G3 k7 R, }- S2 ^! HYet I turn, I turn,
+ G/ l- w9 S: a O+ f* \exulting somewhat, % H! r% x$ t* t8 c7 |" O
with my will intact to go
) [0 _# |4 q: Rwhereever I need to go, ; m6 y4 h5 ?, \+ j8 g& }
and every stone on the road % E" y# y/ F2 C0 M. A. c/ V* N3 c
precious to me.
) y: m1 y1 t9 X) M- Y3 JIn my darkest night, 4 `( I4 W5 \$ j& W/ Z' Y
when the moon was covered
6 c0 K& p0 k9 N/ O7 Oand I roamed through wreckage,
$ c A/ q5 d. W$ l4 Q" K- Va nimbus-clouded voice " ] M6 A8 q1 Q' @* k. g
directed me: 7 L! @ E& c* k9 F9 ?" \) e
"Live in the layers,
0 _( w3 }4 K# q) t9 znot on the litter."
) k+ b+ O; {7 f" ]( j8 IThough I lack the art 9 U- Q: }. h' ^9 C5 y" Y: i9 L
to decipher it, ! o% L) k5 N F, h* u8 n* k
no doubt the next chapter
* v& v) r: p6 h+ O l2 B7 D' L' hin my book of transformations
9 R% {3 P/ C+ L5 D. k% |5 _0 X. gis already written.
8 d ?: v2 d( |) }5 KI am not done with my changes.
' o+ K D- H8 l+ H f—Stanley Kunitz
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