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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
% S" d% @. h& W+ b8 k, h7 O8 @; \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+ V# M; a% W) _. J; ~
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4 f4 i+ Z- i; O. |' L The layers
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4 h' Z% i+ Y0 H; B5 UI have walked through many websites,
- p( C- a3 p: @8 Q3 ~2 g$ f2 l; _some of them I like,
6 p( y6 u3 @$ Y2 xand some of them I do not like./ O6 b& f7 P, b, U* h! u
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe. A: O& w: F9 U, c9 ^0 b0 J
out of his true affections. x' \- s! O3 E# }8 |# _ `
I go, I go0 s0 w: C. s4 P- b
exulting somewhat, 1 m6 X& s2 Q% y* \) r ?
with my will intact to go( E6 M9 A7 ]6 q6 k5 _
wherever I need to go,
6 B7 q6 v) i" N8 x4 {1 ~and every post on the Edmontonchina Community ; f: T4 b4 M0 T
Precious to me.% d9 \, ~. L& f
In my darkest night, - Z4 w+ S. t6 [* S3 h- `. G5 h! C7 n
when the moon was covered
' g0 D- B) V6 D& p( l2 Land I roamed through websites,
s2 ?9 s. F4 ~2 l0 B! A |a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice : b0 G# G9 F& N+ G7 z ]
directed me:9 s% u+ A$ I: M) g# F5 D8 r- ^
Live in the layers
# |9 q9 S! R8 B6 N" Y6 o+ S$ }not on the litter. v9 u8 f3 l* o: d4 u
Though I lack the art
8 Y) d5 v0 y" wto decipher it,# O ~1 r0 c" A. b, d* B/ b
no doubt the next chaper
9 M0 ^1 ~5 @* ^; s9 a, D8 R6 Din my book of transformations
2 ^' S3 _( |% w+ \- N- U$ xis already written.
3 s" \5 U" Y# l9 _8 hI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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原文在此:
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$ F+ p x2 i, k/ r$ CThe Layers- F: [4 C# n) n4 P1 l4 C; g
0 s, n3 N7 N# C. B; ^I have walked through many lives, 4 x/ m- o' \$ h& a: `- n' M+ a% \
some of them my own, , h% H6 B7 L$ z5 A
and I am not who I was,
& \ X+ D3 Z( mthough some principle of being * m: s* R! l a' t9 s3 s# z
abides, from which I struggle
" {* |- a- a. x' F2 t; }not to stray. 4 Q# d4 i: C" i! x$ E% O
When I look behind, - S+ _' T2 q+ u/ @9 R9 o$ m- y
as I am compelled to look
/ _% h' ~5 f ^6 j; Cbefore I can gather strength
$ o+ B6 E/ j7 b3 uto proceed on my journey, 1 }1 D2 B! p& x
I see the milestones dwindling / R x5 N. h: G
toward the horizon
' }, a" v9 C X, F6 F9 K8 j. [and the slow fires trailing ; Y% q4 C; J4 E0 k e. J
from the abandoned camp-sites, , z4 ?; I4 C* {0 j# X; w* P; s8 K
over which scavenger angels
6 R7 g& n6 J: O# ^3 T7 J( c/ qwheel on heavy wings. 6 F: X1 M$ D0 x# S
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
8 a# e* g2 x, y" O! q- jout of my true affections, . n. V& l7 v/ I T& ?
and my tribe is scattered! 5 M/ t3 k' |! w. U, A) \
How shall the heart be reconciled + E0 S0 k" ?! J h2 B
to its feast of losses?
' Q+ A- K/ Y( Z6 R1 _$ XIn a rising wind 0 ~1 h; V Y* E1 M
the manic dust of my friends, ( N' L% R. U c
those who fell along the way,
: o) h; h* c/ pbitterly stings my face. # ?9 ~6 E* ?: Z* g( v
Yet I turn, I turn, 9 V6 m$ F% l5 a- _) |: n% I
exulting somewhat, , w* \9 P7 c" w! {; {
with my will intact to go N8 Y) r3 j$ a) e# Y8 m0 K
whereever I need to go,
: a4 h0 x2 r: W1 o4 [4 L& c# H( ?" Dand every stone on the road
% b6 U0 g$ O5 w# Lprecious to me.
/ v3 q5 ~0 f: n- |In my darkest night,
+ S3 A& y8 a ~4 ywhen the moon was covered 5 X) L0 n1 a, @
and I roamed through wreckage,
/ \2 k/ R! u8 K' V( pa nimbus-clouded voice ! G: A6 ]( m' X7 y$ F
directed me:
( o9 }/ _$ w$ A/ b, j"Live in the layers, 6 d/ i/ r: T! i3 p! k4 Q
not on the litter."
3 X7 V) \' l1 ~( C6 NThough I lack the art " z$ Y! \, a1 {9 j
to decipher it,
7 \: E. r/ W8 k1 B* ?: {/ Hno doubt the next chapter
1 {& W7 c* q" ^" Xin my book of transformations / e& L; }) Y. Y
is already written.
8 [- H* i9 T7 \. I* QI am not done with my changes.
& a& p& Q1 K2 {' }3 d$ M—Stanley Kunitz* t4 A% V: o6 Z; ?$ _$ {0 h
+ K5 ~. I5 Q# ^+ S$ z' v! q( I[ 本帖最后由 betterbest 于 2009-3-31 13:31 编辑 ] |
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