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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 @$ L, {, _% g
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 {4 l8 o2 k) K3 t- K" _
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The layers' h) c4 E2 Q* w' b% l1 r# r6 C
3 i7 n5 S+ o1 |( w4 z2 T4 tI have walked through many websites,0 y. y' S$ ~! u) b
some of them I like,
) \, W4 F2 ]2 J7 Tand some of them I do not like.
- t& H# z0 i" I0 Z2 n& tOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
+ @- p" R$ ~8 Vout of his true affections.& q C3 H7 Q9 `/ d
I go, I go/ U6 P) r" d; b% i `
exulting somewhat,
; O" e. S# h/ |! |with my will intact to go* S& Z3 r6 t; A9 q9 H
wherever I need to go,
! _" Q1 o# d& \; Fand every post on the Edmontonchina Community 9 _! ?; x+ M, z% k
Precious to me.2 f D5 v l/ `5 h
In my darkest night, $ k& O1 I u( z/ }7 h% _
when the moon was covered
' ?0 `" @6 d- j" T; aand I roamed through websites,# L6 P" L* | S3 N
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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' b# Z# G; \" C' HLive in the layers
( i- P Y" w' \, tnot on the litter." {. ]2 i1 ]- H/ ~, m" R$ Z
Though I lack the art
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8 [; }% I6 b# D* zno doubt the next chaper
" u4 W3 C1 [' k! g/ @5 }) Ein my book of transformations
& n/ _3 S; ^2 A6 S" i9 cis already written.
" ^: g6 _! y( g/ G: N5 }I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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2 o F, D2 q5 s, j1 l原文在此:
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The Layers7 e. X$ a3 L# b: p6 V7 z! n6 N
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I have walked through many lives, : [+ g% g* J9 q5 v( Y. B9 _8 n
some of them my own, * R+ I& H; W3 I8 r% y9 F- v: t& m
and I am not who I was,
6 Y# h8 s+ ^6 n! ?. }though some principle of being 5 n% l" X1 O$ d' ^
abides, from which I struggle + C+ W3 y* N0 X
not to stray. : r- I8 \1 G' w+ P% U- o
When I look behind,
V2 K) R' h% w( w5 a( o8 x* o( Nas I am compelled to look 2 _4 Q) Z) c( h8 a* `
before I can gather strength : c0 B( H' a }6 z
to proceed on my journey, 0 s4 W8 |/ M% {0 [
I see the milestones dwindling ' f7 v3 G$ y& u+ m9 Z
toward the horizon + g0 W+ B* O7 c( L
and the slow fires trailing ; \, m; J$ n. l; h/ B
from the abandoned camp-sites,
( w* r# Q% q. j% Gover which scavenger angels
5 k# V* t. J( R/ H/ dwheel on heavy wings.
" F4 W% K4 I0 C8 P7 N; cOh, I have made myself a tribe 5 v' }: n6 b N/ o" o) L
out of my true affections, + K" C! V8 e5 [$ r- [
and my tribe is scattered!
4 s; w! x7 H! f7 b( G7 f& AHow shall the heart be reconciled ) y5 b9 a7 s0 Q# s' [
to its feast of losses?
. J$ ?; x9 v1 w* y0 x0 L6 o! O$ ~In a rising wind 5 r- z. m. L* ~# }9 i
the manic dust of my friends,
+ {/ W- z0 X+ I* b- V8 ~" y% q8 Nthose who fell along the way, 3 g5 _, x" `9 I3 ?
bitterly stings my face.
1 e6 t; i$ q# Y+ j5 IYet I turn, I turn,
, D3 T! l1 C& K b+ mexulting somewhat, % \/ p; S/ u/ K- v
with my will intact to go
6 o* J$ O7 F5 O& W5 V& Q. w# ywhereever I need to go,
: f; P; q, U& r$ C! q) yand every stone on the road
]$ @" H0 o0 y$ ~6 Eprecious to me. 5 i6 W. Q, R5 I1 ~# n
In my darkest night,
5 |& U. T: w% E4 W0 y- p* Bwhen the moon was covered
: I) j, t4 ^6 h7 E) i' |and I roamed through wreckage,
. y9 K/ m1 K. }" S' E3 H3 Ka nimbus-clouded voice 4 E0 q( X5 K- p
directed me: . U$ S+ K9 b6 U! R, P$ h A2 o( K( M
"Live in the layers, `: C3 d! o5 r& s, z0 \3 R
not on the litter." 8 w/ g7 ^2 d. \! k
Though I lack the art + r( X K! m0 d' \* H
to decipher it, 7 e) e6 ]/ M S3 M$ V8 e
no doubt the next chapter
7 a8 M( H+ y+ ~7 M. Kin my book of transformations 7 N3 z' |* A; L0 R' k: y0 Z$ f* k
is already written.
. _ ~2 i5 A+ k0 \; A4 R4 S. ZI am not done with my changes.9 R# N$ G- u7 c2 \5 K) e
—Stanley Kunitz$ d. }( b6 \ Q) t0 f5 a z9 `
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