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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。: C0 Z! U8 l0 s8 ?, q
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. O1 |0 e' e* f( I
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0 q+ `8 G# U k/ i The layers
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I have walked through many websites,' K) x; ^- \5 E f
some of them I like,) \ D$ x: z1 Q: n+ c: Z) m
and some of them I do not like.$ @ f; k6 J( R- o- s/ ^
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
& U/ |3 Q: L' M( |! V* jout of his true affections.! [! }: J. @9 h
I go, I go; r- R3 k& z/ U) A( ?0 d
exulting somewhat,
* W) Q9 H5 f4 l3 c( owith my will intact to go$ M5 F; @; f4 _# O
wherever I need to go,5 r7 _, t; Q& N2 \4 P& R' q8 B" {- W
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
5 \4 u' P8 s1 d+ z, |Precious to me.
, s( O( F& S1 A) WIn my darkest night, 7 |% {; [! ]/ R- X( v
when the moon was covered
6 P4 f* J/ d; L! x; k$ b, `and I roamed through websites," x5 n: _6 \8 \
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice " B: b% j# u$ H! e' S9 v6 r
directed me:
- m- g& R6 K7 q" M7 B, ULive in the layers) W$ {* p( Z% A8 J" s1 ^" J/ c" c
not on the litter.
/ p" s" b; h( a e1 K' XThough I lack the art ' U7 y, d: J+ c# K4 F( ?6 \/ ?
to decipher it,
8 }) B/ _1 R1 rno doubt the next chaper; @! ]2 |8 _- F5 x
in my book of transformations
, h, ~2 X* h! ], sis already written.
; b r( E: r4 R Y. k" p7 PI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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原文在此:9 t3 H4 {' m5 r
4 W7 i. ]) y3 v# t) tThe Layers: a) J3 d1 y1 k7 P
/ x/ N6 _7 m; G9 dI have walked through many lives, 4 P" G. o& M% B) ]/ t( f; u* B
some of them my own,
4 l4 }; J4 ? s7 g1 O9 H/ p. dand I am not who I was,
5 P4 ?# l5 S' o# Jthough some principle of being X4 J, h6 y" \; M7 `7 w- v
abides, from which I struggle
# Z! H) U! h- `% j3 |' F% U, Snot to stray. 2 h( w' w5 u! t% {8 b- E
When I look behind, 3 ~" h7 ~' P) Q6 E u$ p" F
as I am compelled to look
. o( R& k2 N: b) Dbefore I can gather strength
- q1 x$ t2 s5 H0 Kto proceed on my journey, 6 f2 {: C6 D5 W( r+ I, t* M3 V
I see the milestones dwindling
: }; e/ \6 k* n: q5 E/ Wtoward the horizon
6 W7 Q, i1 j# ^. g: Wand the slow fires trailing - h/ X7 L. l: c, I! K
from the abandoned camp-sites,
$ |* G- |! T% Q4 m( h* H: R0 tover which scavenger angels
5 | ^' p9 n' mwheel on heavy wings. 6 I/ c4 |: b. K
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
1 d: O s# Q7 ?7 i) I6 rout of my true affections, 7 p _+ S/ S# R8 D6 `/ T+ u
and my tribe is scattered!
+ W8 b4 u2 u8 X3 K5 G$ {How shall the heart be reconciled
3 W4 [- Z1 i/ Z6 E& D6 {9 e- ?to its feast of losses? 0 c/ Z' l4 p2 M+ ]
In a rising wind 4 @9 @) y: \' G& y1 V- Q4 S: g
the manic dust of my friends, " A. s8 ^7 h6 Z5 U9 G, R+ v
those who fell along the way, 7 X! U3 h$ N3 C( J! f, [
bitterly stings my face. + u0 K7 y- X l' b/ T3 V2 t9 J7 P
Yet I turn, I turn, & s" U4 x- ]; U4 D
exulting somewhat, 9 @* b" v1 ~$ H
with my will intact to go 4 g! b( \, J" i' o, K, I
whereever I need to go,
8 l0 j$ S( ]2 _3 [and every stone on the road
: T, N( F& k! k. xprecious to me. - A' [: J7 \4 h* Z' }! O; O% n
In my darkest night, + T3 Q6 w( H3 @& X! a8 }
when the moon was covered
8 l9 p% O. M* ^: X, B4 S; |and I roamed through wreckage,
& [, T# [/ m R4 ^& Z* _2 k) [/ o7 v' Ga nimbus-clouded voice ' ~9 }# S2 p q9 P/ x+ E7 _
directed me: 8 Y% F. d* x3 L8 q# r
"Live in the layers, ) C, n8 n/ K; C0 o4 o7 _, ^- ?
not on the litter." 5 b/ w% I: d1 V9 Q- _" S6 A
Though I lack the art * q( y+ q2 F# ~+ n8 g
to decipher it,
2 O3 u, u6 Z. I3 `' W8 \no doubt the next chapter
4 M+ @( X: A/ E: I- Qin my book of transformations
- t% T! k1 ~& y; u; a0 eis already written.
* Z- Z! T, [, f# W. G6 BI am not done with my changes.4 @* O# q1 N5 ]) t
—Stanley Kunitz
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