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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
3 r& `( M v* [5 @ I# ?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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8 p* H" ~$ B- ]" V1 g# l The layers, Z ~) e0 V3 x- Y
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I have walked through many websites,
) z- `4 M, `1 ^some of them I like,
8 {4 c! k5 e Y% `. q1 _and some of them I do not like.- W9 p" b9 q1 q8 ?% v
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe V% H8 T6 L! I. s: Z
out of his true affections.- ^+ U" h. j3 L4 v
I go, I go+ k' O9 Z; q o
exulting somewhat,
4 g1 F" z2 K& {3 \& q$ q! O4 `* twith my will intact to go. s# n p; B/ b* V7 m
wherever I need to go,
' T9 B7 Q! J+ P5 _. k- qand every post on the Edmontonchina Community * t. v; W& V: S/ j6 S! x0 X
Precious to me.( X. O; h2 f! C9 y
In my darkest night,
% A; H+ x( V% F; o8 H6 b Jwhen the moon was covered
; v- h S% ~' Y" S! B( ~and I roamed through websites,
9 d0 T1 g& N/ d( v7 x, ^( fa nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
) Z& p0 G) ^- E- Q& D( c2 @6 N# a. idirected me:/ t! L# f6 v! J$ B* R
Live in the layers
5 d4 R$ V( j$ r Znot on the litter.
/ \" _3 A+ {& J: qThough I lack the art & p$ E) s* i3 \1 u
to decipher it,
8 y: k) o% F3 W- O, I4 [no doubt the next chaper
6 U. r' g& }1 N+ k( g5 H# _in my book of transformations5 S1 W; Q# S$ E& l5 o7 U& f$ [
is already written.5 V; ^8 R- y3 u$ ~4 L
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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原文在此:
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& s( J9 A4 _( y( }( zThe Layers
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, {" g4 y% i) ^, `' ~2 D9 FI have walked through many lives, 0 e" Z( X: u, e j" \: a
some of them my own,
; r7 n5 A# ?6 C% w, [8 H0 D# Aand I am not who I was, 6 j. B, j0 V8 e% e* t
though some principle of being
6 M$ R) R: E) z, X8 V. E* iabides, from which I struggle
8 S0 [4 p- K4 c7 A0 C8 V) U( Qnot to stray.
, ] f& S1 p# Z: `' u' t' M" xWhen I look behind,
+ r) v( M6 b5 Uas I am compelled to look ! ?: b: ^/ `9 C
before I can gather strength
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/ K5 r. C$ e0 c' @7 Q! y9 D: jI see the milestones dwindling
; _$ r% o- x) q' btoward the horizon
. g. h( P$ j. {" c# x3 z) W% Uand the slow fires trailing
% Q. `3 y1 P. X4 F2 pfrom the abandoned camp-sites,
) M; R: @" k3 Y; U& {% g/ Uover which scavenger angels
7 | u# k9 l1 o. \. x! Nwheel on heavy wings. ; _; d* y. p; U# H
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
: S) H O' p6 c( _out of my true affections,
2 v; l Y+ @4 R" M/ _ R$ D- ?and my tribe is scattered! , o9 z5 H1 ~/ B3 F6 x5 e
How shall the heart be reconciled
: n4 J. K. p. d$ h3 I: Oto its feast of losses? , |6 Q9 Q% e8 {0 J# R% V9 c# p
In a rising wind ) H1 V N/ K( T
the manic dust of my friends,
* f6 e$ T: J" z' z2 a4 E/ r, _those who fell along the way, ; ?) F& H1 V( v _& w5 g, X
bitterly stings my face. , k. u j. y. d
Yet I turn, I turn,
8 b6 U! r1 y, w# t0 ?! y, ?exulting somewhat, ! m# ?4 R1 \ N) ~3 U
with my will intact to go $ G. s/ P' k9 s
whereever I need to go, $ X# {0 e- _1 ~; S8 [$ b+ R
and every stone on the road 1 Q6 X- |. k W/ g' y
precious to me.
* j0 _5 _4 L7 r& MIn my darkest night, / b. d! v1 x7 ~4 _# r
when the moon was covered $ ~4 m& m9 }$ J# d2 r e9 n$ Q
and I roamed through wreckage, / |2 y: a3 m$ M7 L H4 ]" K
a nimbus-clouded voice
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"Live in the layers,
I( H( O" C: Rnot on the litter."
8 o9 i% v0 J; u" @/ F% Z2 u `Though I lack the art
: ^8 A1 |$ `) Qto decipher it,
9 u2 c- p/ T0 g9 M5 b7 t) X! q+ Rno doubt the next chapter
8 |, F S& y8 M$ @9 _' I+ o( G& h) Oin my book of transformations 0 c! e" j. C4 L* f
is already written.
. w1 @$ j _* d3 W/ S" R" UI am not done with my changes.1 \ I' ?; x' Y4 j3 R
—Stanley Kunitz, V+ P4 C( I& U, ~1 M
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