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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 ]) r8 j6 h y5 k R+ O# \9 F% F
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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The layers8 W3 ~6 r& Y/ v; t n- _
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I have walked through many websites,
, Q4 b. z- _' I# ?- e% rsome of them I like,
* L: A2 r/ t( a& `1 w# wand some of them I do not like.3 L' m) u! O( U/ [# H
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
8 \7 z& U$ t) ~out of his true affections.; ^& g) u* D4 ]- ]5 G2 D2 K& x
I go, I go
" U4 K5 \, Z5 Cexulting somewhat,
3 g# }" W$ J. g* q# x; V% lwith my will intact to go
( O0 P% I7 A6 d3 `+ E5 Nwherever I need to go,
0 Y& w6 A. o7 t2 w- A# L9 aand every post on the Edmontonchina Community
' C7 @( `5 R0 z: N8 GPrecious to me./ T9 Z! F3 ?0 `, I; @, I
In my darkest night, : L: y! l9 t# }
when the moon was covered
4 M: ?( `! n- q' D, M( ^! Xand I roamed through websites,. k( {) U5 J8 i3 b! M
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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Live in the layers9 h0 l& ~" p6 p7 M/ U; r
not on the litter.
4 E; J T3 G: t C1 F& F; CThough I lack the art
6 A7 I0 h( X1 B5 Y# ~4 mto decipher it,
! e! s9 [& C6 S( n P0 Y5 G! Bno doubt the next chaper
+ x# k* _$ l' s; t4 rin my book of transformations
+ ]# ^' @7 D! M! g- t# d" Yis already written.
8 Q6 z+ e t4 O( Q: y' gI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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The Layers" o: L9 e8 W# K( D
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I have walked through many lives, 0 v0 w( {4 P) e, O; a) b' P" l
some of them my own, ! Z y( |5 M4 |2 \5 v& C3 V1 h+ R
and I am not who I was, $ D) W( n& u g
though some principle of being ; z/ J9 A6 v( t$ z+ W" A3 x% ]
abides, from which I struggle ! l* @2 \: u A! ?. K. `- M" d
not to stray.
) G# z# E" e: T* w9 jWhen I look behind,
6 A4 u! U: N2 z3 z$ K1 mas I am compelled to look
, N3 v3 F$ Z. ebefore I can gather strength
I, i: X6 {4 y7 r3 vto proceed on my journey,
8 W) D7 p) w- a& L' P# CI see the milestones dwindling
8 @# V# K' g9 Ptoward the horizon ' L4 |( T& G- \' f3 y* a
and the slow fires trailing
+ X; T5 c1 K. V7 @# ~# Xfrom the abandoned camp-sites,
' p" _) ]7 ?1 N- h7 H0 W4 _; U" [+ ~over which scavenger angels
; I, s2 _2 q3 G0 ~% c7 y6 } h5 }wheel on heavy wings. * y: t& r+ r+ P) w8 d% I$ g
Oh, I have made myself a tribe 8 f0 m2 J" p" K
out of my true affections, % s9 n% q/ |. \5 Y
and my tribe is scattered! & W( j8 ?3 I& S$ F
How shall the heart be reconciled
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In a rising wind 4 P' Y! W3 R7 |, z" Q
the manic dust of my friends, 2 B1 W$ Y5 m/ x" e/ X
those who fell along the way,
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Yet I turn, I turn,
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whereever I need to go,
$ J) n9 L% x$ s# p9 W- M. o5 M6 Iand every stone on the road " e1 c) I- s3 M7 |
precious to me. ! ^, i$ }0 Y: j+ v& d: s/ g
In my darkest night,
4 i a; e6 J: |* j' Z8 Qwhen the moon was covered
; X: Q4 t$ i' \5 Jand I roamed through wreckage,
' C/ u- ]/ b* W* [a nimbus-clouded voice
& d3 N W& K+ r/ P6 @6 kdirected me:
6 r. s( ~ [# ?. g3 ?; A"Live in the layers,
- \3 X1 x a) P& B' G" Knot on the litter." 0 `( V" x- E# Q) |! {4 Q
Though I lack the art
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1 x3 v: k# l- `! d+ N8 @7 ]no doubt the next chapter " ~; N2 N* b; R4 Z( n
in my book of transformations
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I am not done with my changes.+ c% v! Q6 T* z" x; A) P
—Stanley Kunitz
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