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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
% v$ ~7 j W0 u& E! O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 Kunitz5 \; ^* w* N8 q2 I A3 A
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The layers' }2 H) N" ~% ~' N9 H. q
/ ]! z8 p9 d% S1 g2 @; d2 C% O3 e* FI have walked through many websites,7 O# d1 | J$ _2 o" \+ J2 J
some of them I like,6 j2 X9 J1 b6 Y7 p8 u
and some of them I do not like.
6 e& M! M( A* z: r# Z8 i1 J0 X6 mOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe9 ?! e4 t+ r. I6 E* w
out of his true affections.
J' V: y; {5 Q/ GI go, I go
g, A- V) P2 Zexulting somewhat, 5 [7 d- [3 m8 R
with my will intact to go( m* S3 n" A ]! _0 f
wherever I need to go,6 e% X7 l1 L4 k! F4 x: F
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
6 r7 I( m0 r t) ^& m/ BPrecious to me.$ c! S) W' a" C7 x7 n h
In my darkest night, 9 q5 ~- S r. h
when the moon was covered
/ |' ]: D. N, _: L# g Oand I roamed through websites,
( N( P8 F" F5 a: Q: Da nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice 1 n* O2 u8 r2 ?& U0 J
directed me:* p6 a" Q4 I' [! D0 q8 b, u4 V
Live in the layers
" g. r# K) ^; F6 h7 o% v; H- P7 Pnot on the litter.# A5 X* V3 J& ^( ^7 Z0 o# y" k
Though I lack the art
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no doubt the next chaper5 f3 e2 j S1 H3 U$ C
in my book of transformations
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I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.. c; }4 J; s9 ~" } E2 Z# _
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原文在此:; K$ b/ q; k1 G8 L2 v0 ~
) R+ [* D& W" u0 C# ^The Layers- g) c+ g0 c1 ]8 L# J! N+ r
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I have walked through many lives,
5 {1 K. p5 g! \* N( N3 Lsome of them my own, ( b2 R" f- Z ]6 ^+ x3 r5 G
and I am not who I was,
- h6 X9 [) c" }( B0 P: Y2 gthough some principle of being
8 ^% @# R$ |4 m- Dabides, from which I struggle
; K! w/ f- j+ L6 H8 Q1 Qnot to stray. - v! l3 B# D3 O9 m* x* I
When I look behind,
6 l8 e0 T# H; }# [- Vas I am compelled to look
* w3 C' R! r8 c6 D1 W; sbefore I can gather strength 2 _0 M Z9 \! X+ b" S: r" @
to proceed on my journey,
1 v2 y& T& @; O9 V0 JI see the milestones dwindling ) F6 M3 \2 B+ ^: n
toward the horizon
4 v- x# R- }- I' ^* b2 [and the slow fires trailing + a9 d! d0 {6 c9 j1 q7 H
from the abandoned camp-sites, 1 T% H; j4 h' c- O& `# S
over which scavenger angels
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6 z4 ?* j& K. ^/ _! h7 ~( B8 i, e( ^Oh, I have made myself a tribe
" y2 M4 _- D1 j) V/ g" f n6 c: |out of my true affections,
/ u% w" |4 B$ G: @- Aand my tribe is scattered!
) ?7 n$ i9 i5 T w4 z8 ^& y0 \) | xHow shall the heart be reconciled . [8 E, Q0 `9 u
to its feast of losses?
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the manic dust of my friends,
6 n7 L* \6 n/ I+ A) ]. ~( kthose who fell along the way,
* {" B$ I) ~! e; U4 H# g) Wbitterly stings my face. 1 s/ S$ ]1 T5 Z3 O: Q& o
Yet I turn, I turn, ' }! F, t0 i G# S
exulting somewhat, 9 _# a0 `+ A1 S6 r9 d& E9 ~7 M
with my will intact to go
& B( u" k1 C, J1 l+ o- Vwhereever I need to go, ! w0 ^7 M2 a$ b: C$ F `9 H, P% T# m
and every stone on the road
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In my darkest night, ' ~5 a; |; \+ K1 n
when the moon was covered 5 d5 g# T6 B" J; H& t
and I roamed through wreckage,
# ^- A6 a! R$ S) w T& Va nimbus-clouded voice
7 `9 l6 U+ K$ h: O# Ndirected me:
2 |5 x+ m# L) L' G5 [% P$ N"Live in the layers,
6 s3 Z3 R; s1 vnot on the litter." 1 B, H" {, b# t# q. A$ m
Though I lack the art
( }' J, `7 N. V( R$ lto decipher it,
! s! u9 |8 X* R+ U/ \# jno doubt the next chapter , ^# @" d( Y1 M' G9 n3 x
in my book of transformations
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! g( r# A. g7 g5 ], `- D1 aI am not done with my changes.
+ D, g$ w: b2 u* k" [' o* A/ V—Stanley Kunitz
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