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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。4 d. Q0 I, O4 e4 F4 B
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 Kunitz7 A# f2 a1 q' `0 c1 Y
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The layers
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I have walked through many websites,6 u+ K9 D2 A/ z) ~$ h4 D
some of them I like,
( P. M$ o4 q" k. A6 xand some of them I do not like.
2 o ~9 s5 n( KOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe' E: _ m' |0 @. s
out of his true affections.
2 s/ P* g6 A3 d+ {I go, I go; E6 s H0 {, b
exulting somewhat, 2 }" p% y3 ~' k0 s' x7 K. E
with my will intact to go
$ h5 F1 N8 L0 a" X# t6 I' dwherever I need to go,
3 p4 F4 `' ~1 t6 E' E& [: W) sand every post on the Edmontonchina Community # @. ]9 n9 B8 |. ]+ }' M0 {0 _
Precious to me.( ~# q; |# C, w4 {* N. W1 u% A& n! K
In my darkest night,
) \9 w/ o8 `) C% Q& Lwhen the moon was covered
, `4 ^: A( s! a; e; V3 j- X9 k. nand I roamed through websites,. a6 Z% K2 u) }' s; ~; ?2 w2 E1 a
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice 6 ^" y+ e2 D6 Z# g' V4 b9 C
directed me:, z# c* Q1 V- @
Live in the layers
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6 }0 o2 l! m1 M0 o& N; uThough I lack the art
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no doubt the next chaper
, |2 a+ s8 H* v6 u; Ein my book of transformations/ I" M4 W0 S& w* o; T1 ]) g
is already written.
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原文在此:# J& J; E0 l4 G: `) D b
7 t2 D7 w& e4 L: Y# sThe Layers& h1 D3 }" W# P U! }, D3 F
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I have walked through many lives, ; @2 Y3 K8 _! B- _ A
some of them my own,
/ ]' ]( F# ~# \7 I3 i6 F! u4 B& Q8 Uand I am not who I was,
( {& g" m7 X tthough some principle of being $ _) M3 _, e! {' x
abides, from which I struggle ' J- T0 K2 c* D" u$ S
not to stray.
, m: v, P7 N( [9 J1 m6 UWhen I look behind, ; H) j& c! ^2 a D
as I am compelled to look
# p4 R8 p; e0 |* I% ybefore I can gather strength ) {% I( L2 b) L- M2 o( u* L8 L. b
to proceed on my journey, / g6 N6 A+ ^% E: v. X5 G3 a8 ]8 Q
I see the milestones dwindling : x) u# n( b. q' |
toward the horizon % f f( n" r0 }1 e( B4 i" h
and the slow fires trailing , S/ E6 E ~( B x
from the abandoned camp-sites,
2 V8 e' p4 t% t3 {! Dover which scavenger angels
- z! O: `! H1 D, X3 D4 Z7 M ^# ywheel on heavy wings. 5 T* y! E+ J m" I! h
Oh, I have made myself a tribe ; u, u* \# O! E9 r) m
out of my true affections,
. V; B* M2 ^6 iand my tribe is scattered!
b* V, B7 x8 \# y' Q, H9 b. `' vHow shall the heart be reconciled
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/ n2 J1 y- g7 D0 @2 N+ [/ p# X0 XIn a rising wind ' Z( h/ I V9 }* @9 n
the manic dust of my friends,
5 _5 o! q0 q9 K7 V* p- Kthose who fell along the way, R) D; I4 A" y+ v0 U4 }; v
bitterly stings my face. 5 x* l; ?2 _, C
Yet I turn, I turn, , h/ A" k7 g+ M6 z- B5 R
exulting somewhat, [7 w, n/ P4 [3 l& u
with my will intact to go
$ {+ j4 Z; @; F7 Z* \whereever I need to go,
& h7 r9 I+ P/ H1 K0 z" \& u2 d% I9 Sand every stone on the road
4 r: N& i' m+ P" e0 g, M! B( C0 cprecious to me.
1 C8 E* |5 |5 s5 {In my darkest night,
, N1 g0 ]/ E/ _! S( e' a8 uwhen the moon was covered
L' p0 S% u& e' |4 `and I roamed through wreckage,
$ x' k, z& r$ J$ B2 Ea nimbus-clouded voice
0 o. b; n% t" s* tdirected me:
9 ?' u5 y7 C9 C5 Q" ]5 ] O+ L"Live in the layers,
% B% _6 G6 ?: x1 h' k1 i+ ]not on the litter." % Y& P1 D/ Z3 C# n0 h7 r
Though I lack the art
: S; T9 [ }. x6 g* rto decipher it,
' _# f; t0 [$ a% l& I2 \no doubt the next chapter * |! ]7 P0 y( @- ~) ?. l- S* O6 X
in my book of transformations 2 y4 g6 i% b! b5 S
is already written. 4 K* D2 _8 i m% s* q$ N) C
I am not done with my changes.
% P _5 r' p/ a0 o8 e—Stanley Kunitz$ i# n" [4 N( d
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