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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 u4 q) ?$ @( U- k, O
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$ f. @ }3 U) U1 @* _
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) @# h8 i u2 V2 @9 l& ]4 O" N The layers
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I have walked through many websites,# m0 j9 P. Q( F4 f$ R! N
some of them I like,
& E& I7 t; Z9 _; d9 P5 b. Yand some of them I do not like.9 e9 o. N; A' J- M
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
& q0 _1 a+ W; |* D4 g1 U/ `7 ?out of his true affections.
c" l( `( o& v* p) Z' X: l, ]I go, I go
6 C. ?4 Y# F$ r: m' w/ N0 S8 Wexulting somewhat, 0 |! u, b: l$ I T0 d: U* y
with my will intact to go' B7 W' c$ G! c' _- B E; s
wherever I need to go,2 C" D# V3 ]9 d4 l1 P% {( x
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community : X4 W, t) m8 b5 j2 e k
Precious to me.( {% e' f' e; {( s4 o
In my darkest night, . r* D! }& i7 K
when the moon was covered
- S3 j/ C4 t4 p9 F$ } u) n: m- a# jand I roamed through websites,
8 S; R4 A x) J6 |6 G3 u: f$ ra nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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Live in the layers" Z( U! w4 k! k6 _
not on the litter.; U7 Q& }2 i+ ^
Though I lack the art ) J) f+ A! T7 _, e6 |7 a: p
to decipher it,, I' e1 o" {: s8 W6 h
no doubt the next chaper
- G! g3 o8 l* E$ [% L/ g9 zin my book of transformations
/ Q) k- |- V3 R, l4 r4 Pis already written.* |! i; {+ R2 C+ `3 _2 m
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.- E/ I5 Z8 Y4 m$ O b0 j6 q
( ?2 D4 U+ y5 I, g3 M原文在此:
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The Layers; G, I, c: @; T# L$ l
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I have walked through many lives, ! o' R7 h* ^$ G4 R" B6 Y7 b0 ]
some of them my own, . q( o: ^; ~" n4 {# @# L
and I am not who I was,
9 A" e5 X0 S# R! C1 tthough some principle of being # |/ I7 A0 E" `3 X. k* e1 [
abides, from which I struggle / f, H) p: f; i6 M6 p5 q; @
not to stray. 7 _; c- I& [+ W
When I look behind, & I4 N* Q* M; r5 v
as I am compelled to look : O5 k" O0 V, M/ S- e
before I can gather strength
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& s+ I3 |, u( |; I0 Y3 Q& y, [7 eI see the milestones dwindling " h8 e8 E4 q/ A9 c: Y* I
toward the horizon
2 \! ]! D9 p6 G _; m6 ]and the slow fires trailing
% J1 R3 @6 J7 tfrom the abandoned camp-sites, , a: ?% m+ H5 l. {
over which scavenger angels ; n) e/ [8 g% z7 E# c
wheel on heavy wings. . T4 j6 V7 b1 K+ {# C
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
2 F# g0 |' d) R; `2 C: Q. G% d* cout of my true affections,
5 Z6 S1 L- d+ f1 Pand my tribe is scattered! # v7 Y+ O$ {7 B* i: ~
How shall the heart be reconciled
% s1 C5 |2 s, Z( Eto its feast of losses? # C: @3 `- o5 I3 d: t, F
In a rising wind ' _& V* d1 o2 p
the manic dust of my friends, 5 A' n, l8 ~' |0 f7 g* S/ T6 M
those who fell along the way,
. X, l& V$ F/ Abitterly stings my face. 6 K# z! n! c% @% c4 F; W1 R
Yet I turn, I turn, 2 T+ v- P. K4 a5 c- q
exulting somewhat, 0 `6 s! q& q! g# ?
with my will intact to go
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and every stone on the road
9 z) [3 b# o6 M3 Uprecious to me. 3 W6 S* A) r/ |' V; @1 Q4 C
In my darkest night, ( u) f _6 J) ]/ O7 j
when the moon was covered + d) `$ J# v5 e, F, u, T
and I roamed through wreckage, : h- i% \: G* O! M# {( ?
a nimbus-clouded voice
% P6 @- C/ Y5 J5 E# v4 pdirected me:
5 L1 P: v! x+ }( {! S1 a1 Z"Live in the layers,
* |4 ^4 ~2 C, n2 X$ C: lnot on the litter." ( N1 J: p; o# @- s2 E/ i+ z( ~
Though I lack the art
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in my book of transformations
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- U1 l0 x7 G! G0 k, N6 a8 RI am not done with my changes.: d. |: d5 p$ }- i3 }3 g8 Y# q
—Stanley Kunitz' C7 L5 A) ~5 ?6 c* s
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