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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
" Z9 ?% F6 i5 ]) Y/ p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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$ ]% |: {; f0 @! V ?. K The layers
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I have walked through many websites,% l; z# ^3 @% z9 U/ t
some of them I like,( H! Y# m+ [5 D. @% g* w
and some of them I do not like./ y9 h% z5 ?9 ^1 g4 h
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe/ @3 n* C+ f7 k3 |- ~
out of his true affections.
7 u, L Y9 f2 o5 hI go, I go
# w2 o" v+ v- A9 ~exulting somewhat,
: x: |: I! c( P7 U a2 f2 s% A' ?with my will intact to go) f4 F) W2 C8 T ^- q, V
wherever I need to go,
' l5 }! y3 V2 g# A/ Q# ^and every post on the Edmontonchina Community : A {- l4 t( c( m! ?1 h0 t2 y
Precious to me.. {. L! x; H6 m8 n; d M2 U
In my darkest night,
# \1 A/ [; N" ]+ K N! f- q; p) ]when the moon was covered
0 Q2 e4 G4 M- ~* l* Q- I0 s% Oand I roamed through websites,
( J8 h" I3 K' Y2 E5 d% ]+ aa nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice 6 B2 A/ S! R; r0 W( h
directed me:7 u. K) v7 `- b. ^& p- k" }4 P
Live in the layers
. e# |- a `. @) ]/ Y2 X$ B; enot on the litter.
7 |$ s* C# l6 F$ D7 l# j; h( `Though I lack the art
i6 A5 n1 K5 Lto decipher it,
! |0 f( D5 T5 E7 S; Y" n5 Q+ dno doubt the next chaper: c( y1 x7 D, s( P/ Y' h! x
in my book of transformations+ k- m8 \1 N) L( @
is already written.
% `# s: k A, j5 |. ?I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.# S, B* r/ |4 N1 y$ p. H( i
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原文在此:, P; t A- {5 e5 b7 W2 O
" r. ?9 f7 r1 xThe Layers' @3 q7 V: S! ]/ b b+ F/ \ n
5 f3 E1 ~1 e# i# ?( Q3 s! QI have walked through many lives, 6 O9 H4 Z5 @: I; e& x
some of them my own, 4 U9 z% i8 W" e' R; t5 H/ h. q. h
and I am not who I was,
9 Q7 U' Y3 e" Y4 O7 k- C. a* F" Bthough some principle of being & Q' C& ^, H5 @6 V5 _
abides, from which I struggle 0 v6 T1 U$ ]9 h1 f' Z+ M
not to stray.
5 u+ j( ^! Q7 `" x. \When I look behind, . f8 J% ?" C4 w9 @! `' f5 y7 p& M
as I am compelled to look , I- o0 d( V) H- S( c
before I can gather strength
0 c1 e( ~* G0 T8 Z, j* M4 Rto proceed on my journey,
! w, r, p2 g- y& q8 c% TI see the milestones dwindling
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and the slow fires trailing 8 ^; c! A9 f7 @1 K2 ^8 ]$ @
from the abandoned camp-sites, 7 V* Z7 W1 Q( W! i& `
over which scavenger angels
0 R3 v$ L& A ?( {9 ?/ M3 iwheel on heavy wings.
; H6 Z) M" O7 ~8 b' c% AOh, I have made myself a tribe , _8 @# Q! b! @9 c1 H8 v
out of my true affections, 6 c9 i' D4 w! }9 W; R2 t" q! G, E
and my tribe is scattered! 7 w# j& W; f! p0 @
How shall the heart be reconciled 6 r$ \* u" Z3 x, c' k/ K1 f& ~& K
to its feast of losses?
+ V. n, V- V" h7 n- W' ]: s RIn a rising wind
% L( c: A9 g3 r8 [8 Ethe manic dust of my friends,
' A) i& X5 s- t/ i$ J4 F" pthose who fell along the way,
S `6 i# E4 D* q: @bitterly stings my face.
1 B' ~ V! I! b" Q6 D0 pYet I turn, I turn,
# C, _( G6 A/ H W3 @3 [# F( R/ wexulting somewhat, 4 H8 P( A2 l1 G4 l& h
with my will intact to go / U1 A7 s5 U/ A
whereever I need to go, * R% D8 i. K) p9 B6 }; K* U
and every stone on the road 0 N; }! y* x5 a) z) S+ G) a2 ~
precious to me. ( V# ?& [- G$ j4 E* S
In my darkest night,
, a" [# }, d: g" A7 |# L7 awhen the moon was covered : ^5 R* I3 ?: v( n
and I roamed through wreckage,
! Q" _% W H+ f" `& Ea nimbus-clouded voice 0 i1 ]" W4 v% E1 N* b0 p, V1 V
directed me: ' {9 F& W" V J5 r+ s# o p
"Live in the layers,
. E' m1 P" q* L. Z. E! H8 |not on the litter."
) X3 C( [- n, UThough I lack the art : [) L% D& m+ C/ q9 o$ y% K
to decipher it,
+ g5 |5 f0 ~- }- V: uno doubt the next chapter
! |( n% u% e) ~& _4 min my book of transformations ) H* }% c/ g# j/ e
is already written.
8 v) m( A* \: Y9 L2 L0 hI am not done with my changes.
1 Z2 S2 @( S: d3 ?—Stanley Kunitz1 d) Q6 J' \! E! j+ `
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