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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。! a6 H; P! g3 t+ S. b' w- J. V
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 layers
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2 u9 l- Z$ [3 a+ |$ V" V. kI have walked through many websites,
0 F2 Z& K& y2 Q0 K5 isome of them I like,3 _0 r. ?5 K5 \9 j$ y: u) m
and some of them I do not like.5 ^. z1 F H4 r/ W% L! {
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
" _3 c; R0 U; l* |4 V' nout of his true affections.. e& y8 @) ~0 m( D+ u
I go, I go s! g8 g \8 G% P; N
exulting somewhat, + z3 G/ q8 ?" c
with my will intact to go
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* l6 g8 F) S2 D$ a2 ]and every post on the Edmontonchina Community 6 Z& j J0 [" v/ R$ R
Precious to me.9 A4 M+ S8 d4 D0 o1 T$ y9 \1 D6 s
In my darkest night, 0 q. w% ~: _; _4 q1 L! ~" `. a: H) i& ]
when the moon was covered6 |6 L# x! \* R" a
and I roamed through websites,
4 ?. u) I" S2 o4 ma nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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Live in the layers
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Though I lack the art
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9 T) a! b" J3 U0 @* f# W4 fno doubt the next chaper
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is already written.. _( F: r* c9 y/ f
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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The Layers
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; E* o; f$ K9 `$ C, q& u1 O5 D" }I have walked through many lives, . s( S9 p- G- ?2 [7 f9 ?( g
some of them my own,
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though some principle of being $ a0 V& d& D# i; v7 I- o/ b4 k8 L
abides, from which I struggle 8 n" W+ [2 D4 A& j+ L
not to stray. 1 k" ?* \9 U: g+ h3 C4 A+ E
When I look behind,
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before I can gather strength
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; [! W7 |/ U% y% MI see the milestones dwindling
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7 o M; X9 H6 _9 `( F4 hand the slow fires trailing
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over which scavenger angels
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9 X2 q$ m+ {3 r3 t2 fOh, I have made myself a tribe - T: g7 K+ r3 x& @3 |# x% v" E
out of my true affections, & k9 o! D( D- A0 A
and my tribe is scattered! 5 z% H9 t+ A O! w8 |
How shall the heart be reconciled 3 I9 W# K1 e4 r, r; c
to its feast of losses? + b' ^8 ], C% T+ J/ ~
In a rising wind 5 w& f) r* B; T- D
the manic dust of my friends, ! H! [' W! v- F) c; r( {
those who fell along the way,
3 B% O1 Q' t: U4 `' A, bbitterly stings my face. ' j- N0 X) W" `( V6 |& [' [/ h& g& j
Yet I turn, I turn,
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with my will intact to go " \2 T8 V7 V% h4 `
whereever I need to go,
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precious to me.
+ G$ U0 @. e% `1 a/ b8 ~In my darkest night, ^, v: y6 N: X( y1 g6 q6 F; k
when the moon was covered 1 t) }( O/ d" j ^1 \/ O( m; h
and I roamed through wreckage, 6 r( d4 T( l N8 {1 _4 F
a nimbus-clouded voice
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"Live in the layers,
8 n' B) B4 D" k0 S @not on the litter." & k& Z2 x" i. p- R% w
Though I lack the art
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. |8 Y2 C& a9 c) y# w3 ano doubt the next chapter + `' C$ e2 {# j" x! @& d9 n3 _
in my book of transformations
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I am not done with my changes.. b8 W- u: d) Z: `, J9 G) @) Y
—Stanley Kunitz7 l N5 \6 a4 e' i8 I! v8 S
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