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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 N$ P2 y- ^0 L6 w1 S
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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) C) I7 q1 R8 D$ X+ U The layers
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$ O# u9 H7 B$ z: |) N8 k7 z/ e5 PI have walked through many websites,
# m7 F4 m+ _5 w$ M4 bsome of them I like,( ^4 ?/ {# d6 I$ r5 s7 W. Y
and some of them I do not like.
^4 \" ?2 d( {; L. HOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe/ U- m+ u, S0 \, R
out of his true affections.
1 Z2 K( g2 u: {% I4 s# m9 |1 \I go, I go" i4 O5 c, ^' q( k* t, h# C
exulting somewhat,
9 _9 O/ N( \, J2 C& Bwith my will intact to go
6 w' V- v+ ^4 Qwherever I need to go,3 j! a) ~4 w7 _1 o- h, ~/ t+ l( [0 X
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
5 }4 q9 {" o8 \ j KPrecious to me.
2 E4 Y( C* u# p1 ^. x0 H% [In my darkest night,
8 E* N. A& B- n& a7 I" h" [0 Zwhen the moon was covered
2 }# f0 A5 z1 b0 L" ^/ ]" U2 y; Nand I roamed through websites,
6 A) z, ^7 ~8 z3 Na nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
6 Y/ d( |4 z2 {% o$ C2 c* \% [directed me:: _) Y! U$ r' P, M& i. q
Live in the layers
1 F7 ~6 ~, }0 I# Lnot on the litter.
0 W% _' i5 x ^, }2 BThough I lack the art
, R8 j; g/ G, o+ M( w1 A. pto decipher it,( { z; i# U* l$ N! u
no doubt the next chaper
4 e: F# [8 c: e: m+ D2 l5 z$ Pin my book of transformations
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I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.4 P% k1 h) \" V3 h6 J K! f
/ ~ J; Q8 \: E% S) c原文在此:
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+ P4 S8 R& P" }The Layers
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I have walked through many lives,
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and I am not who I was,
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not to stray.
- _9 A4 T4 y6 x) |" b5 W7 I' DWhen I look behind,
% c% q* S% i) O8 D1 i w; v$ `as I am compelled to look 5 F4 M- K- @ b3 E; e% o
before I can gather strength
6 i% M K. i0 b$ zto proceed on my journey,
. Z3 p0 t& J" u7 n* z: wI see the milestones dwindling
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and the slow fires trailing . y+ {4 P+ Q+ o6 Y# m4 w
from the abandoned camp-sites,
: ]8 r3 \- Z8 a5 `, F0 s8 c$ yover which scavenger angels
( ~/ I0 m5 \ Y2 I# {& Bwheel on heavy wings.
0 a. I4 ~6 `4 fOh, I have made myself a tribe , Q/ i/ s9 X( \) ^
out of my true affections, " L, ~: _0 L# J4 e# n, f
and my tribe is scattered! 8 J" ~9 J& ~; w1 D, |8 O6 c# I/ x
How shall the heart be reconciled
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In a rising wind
: A& n. r: z6 r tthe manic dust of my friends,
+ g/ H T# N) b5 V2 j) Pthose who fell along the way,
5 { o1 w k/ _bitterly stings my face.
6 E3 ^ ~& B! r6 g$ eYet I turn, I turn, 9 ?7 Q, D! g& c9 }6 V8 t
exulting somewhat,
: |( f' g( h1 ~with my will intact to go
; }$ K+ Y) L- K: i+ cwhereever I need to go, 6 L: G, Q6 e" z
and every stone on the road
; j" v+ |0 |5 u* j/ K4 Pprecious to me. ( i/ D% m; l. `: ^1 J5 P0 C
In my darkest night,
; K8 S0 w: f g$ l. b2 G1 ?& Pwhen the moon was covered 0 j" J. b& D& v4 F3 O( c
and I roamed through wreckage, f2 j1 i" K# W% \. W3 O
a nimbus-clouded voice 5 p4 R7 Q- W7 q2 Y0 l
directed me: ; m: i/ R/ Q$ M' j& m0 }! Q
"Live in the layers,
! k/ c1 @/ l, t) }0 P" Vnot on the litter." ; y! [3 z& M( d6 H
Though I lack the art
4 E1 N* b k/ X! d' ^ d3 ^ @to decipher it,
+ M8 v" n+ k% P6 Q ono doubt the next chapter 6 k1 }6 R' g% Z- i% e
in my book of transformations
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7 P, e. k/ v5 Y7 I/ H" ^2 E* Q, hI am not done with my changes.
8 K6 f5 b/ g* W/ ]. m; \3 o5 {—Stanley Kunitz
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