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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
. r( I3 H$ ]) A' }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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The layers5 T P5 I0 H1 G* S* _* ]( Z# x* D* V
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I have walked through many websites,
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and some of them I do not like.9 I% g( d4 z A1 c# {9 w
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe# p* N9 _4 f& {
out of his true affections.( x. s; X$ O: r
I go, I go
7 z- g+ p5 o7 ^# `exulting somewhat,
/ H; A; Y2 {' [! u) h4 Lwith my will intact to go: n1 S& F0 k/ n, G* i8 m
wherever I need to go,
$ h/ Z' x8 x! P* iand every post on the Edmontonchina Community
1 h$ I/ H6 o2 L! U# hPrecious to me.
2 ]3 w2 y' x$ w" g' {In my darkest night,
\) D2 h& ]/ b. }8 l: b. {when the moon was covered2 k, b, b, Z* e L. Q v a
and I roamed through websites,/ }8 u4 b/ r, c* O! B7 _
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice 8 r h6 p1 F; B1 v! }1 I
directed me:- [% i. n" l- b8 }) B
Live in the layers
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Though I lack the art 2 T9 Z) F/ @* f' L! n
to decipher it,
- G& x' t9 @! q" V. h2 ^no doubt the next chaper
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is already written.
0 l* J- ~( x+ G$ n' gI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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原文在此:
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The Layers0 n1 b% i: b( d b9 B
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I have walked through many lives,
% C* C% \1 z9 p e% W. {: ]some of them my own,
9 c8 U5 A, ?: j1 {2 s% wand I am not who I was,
. Q5 Y4 l0 I, d! Sthough some principle of being - N+ ], I9 l- Q" Z
abides, from which I struggle
* s' e; X; \: A$ Onot to stray. - j# F d, g' m5 i9 h$ \
When I look behind,
8 c3 \1 q+ ?' g* [. f! yas I am compelled to look 3 U, c; t% i, R" i: _0 p* }& B
before I can gather strength 4 r( l8 W4 w! g& U N g
to proceed on my journey,
b. u( Y2 y$ D r6 qI see the milestones dwindling * t4 O8 t* L( A: j# `
toward the horizon ) b% o+ |# d0 h' l/ n9 a
and the slow fires trailing ) t5 o% C2 T5 i5 f
from the abandoned camp-sites,
& y" i# I8 h+ n( E( _" Q; l& V- f" Y# aover which scavenger angels
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Oh, I have made myself a tribe
- Q! A; Z, C5 x8 Z# sout of my true affections,
- | B* @! l) c' s# g, b; Oand my tribe is scattered! 3 f0 T- y; n2 p6 t
How shall the heart be reconciled
% }/ u+ O' d4 Hto its feast of losses?
# _, J0 `( `. D; x1 x8 R2 JIn a rising wind
2 F2 s# H" g y! othe manic dust of my friends, 8 y1 }. N/ y5 O
those who fell along the way,
4 P5 A3 [" [1 Q- j* k" {- abitterly stings my face. & W6 C% K4 p- ]1 z% x& _9 Y3 P/ P2 A, [9 S
Yet I turn, I turn,
, V* m. x3 M0 S) h9 n9 c, ~exulting somewhat,
( @/ T, x3 B1 t2 @& @9 _with my will intact to go : s5 s9 V" u+ @1 Y: s
whereever I need to go,
/ j, g X9 |6 o' ?' h" Tand every stone on the road
# x+ N8 t6 w( rprecious to me.
" L% k3 W: J' P6 N' a2 MIn my darkest night, 7 Y6 ~& t# ]5 ]5 I4 p5 v4 l1 U8 V
when the moon was covered N# d4 ]3 q$ h1 U' P) |3 f. c d
and I roamed through wreckage, ) N4 |8 P/ H6 w4 w _4 {6 e, \( Z% p- j; ?
a nimbus-clouded voice 6 |) [9 R% u+ G/ n" S
directed me: 9 b! t! J+ c4 Z
"Live in the layers, 3 J7 H4 v4 O' @, J) ~! M1 p
not on the litter." ) t4 j* k' c+ @& S2 q9 B+ R2 ~* D7 T
Though I lack the art
& o4 V6 x% l: r7 ^3 Hto decipher it,
" v# v. l' O# n' h, d! K7 k8 e! Fno doubt the next chapter
" `% x2 x9 D0 j$ {% Uin my book of transformations ~* a4 f! T4 N0 y
is already written. 2 j4 v7 W$ V0 i+ |& c& z i' B ]+ z
I am not done with my changes.! Y _3 ^ o; f' |4 X1 t- }
—Stanley Kunitz4 ^8 I3 _2 ]) h) u9 n
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