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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。9 E5 O) q: U' l; d" c/ ]
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* q, o4 Z/ I( n6 a- c
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The layers
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/ d/ ~; H S9 t9 q0 B% FI have walked through many websites,
: u2 @3 D; [+ ^7 s; w4 Esome of them I like,
& d4 d7 d% g7 ?) w) \# N2 wand some of them I do not like., x, A5 [8 I8 ?; X/ Y0 f
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe, }6 w7 X/ O! @; ?" g3 i* ~
out of his true affections.
% m% R( S/ w2 N% tI go, I go
, \! W6 s. l8 T2 T: ^* o" P; _" zexulting somewhat,
0 H7 b0 n6 j" }with my will intact to go l3 v. U0 [+ O! F7 t& `- |
wherever I need to go,0 a A) |. E6 e7 R1 M) w
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community " z7 @! v$ z9 w5 m7 h( ~. G& o
Precious to me.
7 `& u: o. k" Z: e Y" Z9 w3 D& vIn my darkest night, : \, W9 R4 c5 N' ~) z* [: u
when the moon was covered
3 W& M; F# q7 \8 [) Rand I roamed through websites,
4 P1 z. F4 L+ T0 l! S! y" ~a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice / A) K" _* U( {) E" ]/ [3 t& M
directed me:
* E K, p3 I6 N- [9 TLive in the layers3 } A/ Z" H& a5 Y {
not on the litter.3 S" U* J! s7 M: p% h2 S f
Though I lack the art 3 W: w) Y; r) l: g0 n) V8 H
to decipher it,0 r, X% o5 U0 D4 w2 v3 _
no doubt the next chaper
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/ f, e& A$ ~' |5 T& U& pI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.9 h5 V; S4 K6 g/ U! U0 _6 @
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原文在此:
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' V/ ` _9 c. |2 i* ]4 q7 LThe Layers
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I have walked through many lives,
; T) F6 _/ Q4 L3 T, s4 I+ Zsome of them my own, 3 A Z1 K3 u" c6 k, C0 N" c! C
and I am not who I was, 5 Z5 D/ D2 C4 c' O$ w' }
though some principle of being
1 e( ~: g6 j; v4 c0 y" o# L% \abides, from which I struggle ! m: @% X& e' h! j
not to stray.
/ Y$ z7 D- u2 l& u( sWhen I look behind, # w1 p' {) @- _5 h" \
as I am compelled to look 7 S0 @1 @ G7 Y+ L7 @' G! ]4 M
before I can gather strength , o& I3 U+ G0 {( c8 Y$ H) q8 n
to proceed on my journey,
9 r" d- ^" R) yI see the milestones dwindling + K/ L" z6 F1 f7 S" I+ ]% q
toward the horizon 4 A1 {: i2 V9 |( {4 u/ r7 |
and the slow fires trailing 2 R, L4 Y; S7 ^) `9 `
from the abandoned camp-sites, * c. f- e" H2 q% V/ j; {
over which scavenger angels 0 V5 a1 E9 ]. W1 p4 _1 r- y
wheel on heavy wings.
: C& L2 Z9 A I! wOh, I have made myself a tribe 8 f5 b1 S$ x$ T, G" K- Q& A3 A! U
out of my true affections, / c3 }' X0 |9 l+ L/ \3 M
and my tribe is scattered! 7 p. Z& b- d: W( h
How shall the heart be reconciled
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In a rising wind
& A4 R; H) v0 `6 W3 Jthe manic dust of my friends,
# W, f$ R3 [, I" Z2 D) k7 X9 q! Rthose who fell along the way,
0 W( i* D& v: k6 rbitterly stings my face. % f! O' Y7 D/ C: |( B. a+ u6 Y! B
Yet I turn, I turn, , z4 G7 R8 [( Z: ?2 P0 J* J6 e4 ~4 S
exulting somewhat, ! ?* @( e1 I& ~
with my will intact to go + ]6 ?: {- H) Z1 ^) S
whereever I need to go,
) L' F3 w; Q- Z3 @9 m; A' \and every stone on the road
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In my darkest night,
/ i. g$ W; p2 z+ s# a, E% Rwhen the moon was covered
0 M8 h# I, Y: i$ B1 V2 land I roamed through wreckage, " a" M3 p$ ^/ K/ P; ?5 C
a nimbus-clouded voice ( F/ c6 O C! I2 m0 j
directed me: 7 V# ~' {' P' L$ i( R
"Live in the layers,
8 q! w5 n6 b! b) k0 A+ bnot on the litter." / m# n: R5 J7 h& B
Though I lack the art - O7 F& ?+ N' a8 ~6 C4 h A) |
to decipher it, + c, Q7 N" K2 w5 j% g7 }: H
no doubt the next chapter 6 L: V& I# ~9 X7 f- B' ]
in my book of transformations
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; k5 c- e! n- @. P1 QI am not done with my changes." a) l- o* Z4 d
—Stanley Kunitz0 X7 ?0 n& T% i* n( e4 D, a
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