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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
7 i; H% B) [* q& ?& A/ {% c' s- k) B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 Kunitz5 t$ p1 ?2 L- x3 e5 u6 s5 Q) } e2 n
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) p5 _/ Z6 \8 v The layers
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I have walked through many websites,
7 P) z+ l3 U. G) W3 ]- G! _some of them I like,
9 X- r& F6 i6 O8 I8 I; W* Q' K- Eand some of them I do not like.
4 C5 y% ?) g* @8 ]* h+ A: o# OOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
# D: T5 m3 G6 t# k' Zout of his true affections.6 K6 B8 l# r+ ?4 ]
I go, I go/ C( T3 E2 n$ J3 a1 V! V# X
exulting somewhat,
+ N* M8 L9 ~5 K }* k9 W/ B7 Ywith my will intact to go0 r1 I6 F( {5 f$ R0 h& j
wherever I need to go,
$ H5 J+ ~7 w1 O2 X9 U# P0 `and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
5 R; s: q' A4 o7 FPrecious to me.8 R& V. i( R4 q1 `
In my darkest night,
' T5 \* i2 V9 t5 l; ?# Dwhen the moon was covered
! x4 u, z. o" o8 A0 S, V0 _) Iand I roamed through websites,& h6 e7 a1 v/ J2 l( ]
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice 1 N1 U) R1 Y$ D% L; Z% h
directed me:
( |8 L: {0 v+ S5 V8 b3 {& |+ j& CLive in the layers
6 a& D, V0 c( R: ynot on the litter.
- f2 I5 m0 G) [5 F# SThough I lack the art : i' S' g8 u" C& ]7 [
to decipher it,
7 \* [( `6 T8 \ M0 ^0 u; N( bno doubt the next chaper
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6 Z$ V( H. n" f+ kis already written.
4 C, S; l) ]4 l _( J+ kI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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, j$ R* v* M: x- }* }( O1 ^原文在此:
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' u& N( e# b: DThe Layers; _4 P4 X0 y) n1 V1 T
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I have walked through many lives,
' M# I6 r. e) J* z. G; ^; w5 Fsome of them my own,
# N% }+ B7 O! I7 O$ fand I am not who I was, 2 e7 `* d, S% ]* s8 z, @% {+ z
though some principle of being
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( c5 k: E3 P/ B$ o0 `not to stray.
! L3 m7 R$ e2 l' }When I look behind,
, K/ O% Y: v' P% las I am compelled to look + l7 f3 f$ r3 u* `
before I can gather strength # E! D7 ]* Z' f1 R1 T
to proceed on my journey, ) V3 z* g" k1 s$ d
I see the milestones dwindling 9 w9 [2 h9 |+ p' U* y7 K: ]
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and the slow fires trailing ; x2 ?7 p9 \ B) M( }. h9 A+ m$ e) f
from the abandoned camp-sites, # j6 d% h2 F$ W9 \9 ]
over which scavenger angels
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Oh, I have made myself a tribe
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and my tribe is scattered!
% J- _- s: _5 D# C0 i ~How shall the heart be reconciled 6 q' }1 }% |+ K* E. a1 O
to its feast of losses?
4 a% F& w: p6 h! ~% L8 oIn a rising wind
5 x% ]% O8 ]$ n: ]the manic dust of my friends,
/ B, m3 L1 r) N; I# uthose who fell along the way, ) w- `; y9 v& Y' w. k
bitterly stings my face.
& ? E: E2 i1 f4 E6 bYet I turn, I turn,
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with my will intact to go
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and every stone on the road 5 y. c- `" v3 A* [( T" L) Q, |
precious to me. ' S" B4 [4 _6 P) l3 N1 F) B; C4 Y
In my darkest night,
7 k$ b* N7 H. \3 Z7 Kwhen the moon was covered
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a nimbus-clouded voice
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"Live in the layers,
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Though I lack the art 0 }4 I) I5 C" C" g
to decipher it,
5 u, Z; p7 O& @2 Uno doubt the next chapter 3 D" h4 ^8 i8 t! x
in my book of transformations . `+ a9 Y1 ^; c# {
is already written.
# a, m5 f1 R* v: @. P3 kI am not done with my changes.* E8 i/ x2 ]3 \0 z
—Stanley Kunitz
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