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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
" K" K& E6 s0 L5 x$ A* n" V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! ]" ~: f7 Y2 ]
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1 \5 k# J) j8 B# R* b! r The layers$ q- ~( a x+ ?0 p2 b2 E: ?
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I have walked through many websites,6 V+ t# C! [) n7 H8 a
some of them I like,
$ I4 j a! h: ~/ c v' h* Sand some of them I do not like.- h H* e S, B: x4 P! t
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
. ^4 S2 a: ^( `) m. eout of his true affections.% x: N- L5 X8 _1 n% a& h9 {
I go, I go- Y6 J; J9 F% ~3 q6 s0 t
exulting somewhat, . G) J" r( G( z4 C' `
with my will intact to go
" u z/ c0 Q. z9 \* kwherever I need to go,! c) r3 e0 K# m2 _! D. B
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community 9 h' ? M3 e |$ @9 i0 [
Precious to me.
) N0 f# n0 i4 U% l* q4 gIn my darkest night,
0 s/ v2 |: b; |& I awhen the moon was covered7 s/ \3 i; ~( @+ D4 y
and I roamed through websites,7 {& j' J. l, ~# c2 R" U
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice + M" ? a6 l8 n& t5 ]2 u
directed me:! V$ G' X9 {. P$ M
Live in the layers
1 W7 W: U4 n: w. ?not on the litter.
9 m& T$ A, G% N* \* c8 o5 R$ FThough I lack the art
# u6 @/ @- C: Z U, |% Mto decipher it,$ c' i1 A6 D. k' J+ s" D
no doubt the next chaper! ~# E; x S+ C
in my book of transformations q% L* V. Y. s+ L+ [
is already written.9 V# j, w4 J N
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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. h- O+ M! V5 ]5 l: k原文在此:
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; x. r3 h: Q0 J \$ F6 WThe Layers
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" F( c, x0 B1 A6 T2 a; U5 E- fI have walked through many lives,
: P. Z2 N) e0 D* d {% Jsome of them my own, 0 |9 R& t. H; K3 B5 ]5 p
and I am not who I was,
/ X* M! x3 u$ d G+ Y% q8 xthough some principle of being
# b: h# J4 {! q* N, N$ Gabides, from which I struggle
4 ?" s4 a% r% P( z- Enot to stray.
. v2 x$ c1 P4 Q4 m# ^) zWhen I look behind,
( |/ K! _, M" x; N( ]6 y% Las I am compelled to look 3 l$ g! U: Z5 t5 Y) ]
before I can gather strength 5 {+ N8 j- m9 {, _* n% [( i% E
to proceed on my journey,
3 U% x) S# U& J3 a qI see the milestones dwindling
3 ?- w9 s( l. ?$ X# \$ Htoward the horizon . t8 L2 C: }- q
and the slow fires trailing % O& n9 K- b$ F4 W, z3 c2 H* \
from the abandoned camp-sites, - A0 W" v/ {5 I8 _$ L; _+ c
over which scavenger angels ' Y4 S9 j/ D4 S* x4 P
wheel on heavy wings.
. e3 |9 c# O# k( e/ \, a4 C- R0 k- mOh, I have made myself a tribe 5 s8 ]% z" R8 P0 Y" [9 s( V; a
out of my true affections,
* S. t2 Y+ Q4 ]and my tribe is scattered! 7 S0 w/ j+ T9 s- R
How shall the heart be reconciled 3 K2 r: {4 ^7 Y+ ?! j
to its feast of losses? / e5 H6 H3 U, W4 S" C* X
In a rising wind
' X5 ^/ n5 D' R7 k' K$ r$ A, w. Nthe manic dust of my friends, 1 o1 w9 u6 `" z+ w
those who fell along the way, - \2 S" U- C) X0 S
bitterly stings my face.
$ r. }) D6 U- g1 {Yet I turn, I turn, . V+ L8 u3 ?3 c+ S
exulting somewhat,
* i$ f* t- M; l; Wwith my will intact to go
/ u! s# ?. d8 rwhereever I need to go, - R; u1 t V# u+ s4 a* W( ?7 f: J/ [' Y
and every stone on the road
9 G; q& K: q6 h2 a, \& o7 Tprecious to me.
9 y) \8 o9 a3 W1 `% s5 K7 u# vIn my darkest night,
% Y( Q$ h7 a# z/ \ `! `* ~when the moon was covered
; P1 ]$ M/ H- x9 T! @: }and I roamed through wreckage, , g; N: L1 k+ o3 z' E/ B
a nimbus-clouded voice * J+ Q( E4 d5 O$ j4 Z
directed me: 2 q/ R$ Y2 |4 M, S
"Live in the layers, $ \! s4 S0 ]( {$ y5 o. c" r
not on the litter."
$ o9 x$ C4 Q! `2 L- IThough I lack the art ! C! C4 j9 N/ O) c2 D, T( [% f
to decipher it, 8 Z- X, m3 ~; N# O& e) {( |' C/ X
no doubt the next chapter 6 N, b p1 Y2 z' ^; x
in my book of transformations 9 G+ U4 u. ~: K' K9 D
is already written. " l r3 f. B$ e. N
I am not done with my changes.
* H6 k, e1 L3 O& [0 H—Stanley Kunitz, B9 u7 a; H- h
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