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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
- X: ^! M: Y Z4 Z% E- {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 Kunitz2 q7 p' o5 o( a/ v; l
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. Z: ] {# N; L) E: ^/ @. t The layers
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7 N7 S3 Q4 ?8 o! U" U- ?* L7 XI have walked through many websites,0 w8 q: r5 V/ B; M8 {
some of them I like,5 ~, a1 y+ s0 N' U5 M/ m! r& e
and some of them I do not like.
8 `* _; C j! p. D+ {7 \Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
/ }! B1 l3 m' j% S& tout of his true affections.% T' m! c0 `) U) c
I go, I go
% \; \4 \* z) q/ f d5 T6 [5 [! o, eexulting somewhat,
3 K7 ~" v) s% s- v8 H7 n; p0 p/ [with my will intact to go
9 T6 H: c* h+ l* ]: ?9 v, F: Rwherever I need to go,
- \5 I" q& H$ p7 m7 Hand every post on the Edmontonchina Community + _' D) R, z9 f( {. C5 t3 b% @8 g
Precious to me.
, H& d9 D3 W& }! kIn my darkest night, , {' n0 I8 u, k
when the moon was covered$ \1 Q5 ?8 S* m9 ?! j% |+ ^
and I roamed through websites,
- v1 p. L7 ^/ C; z9 }, w) @a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
! t, _# L4 ^5 l2 ?directed me:
- r7 A1 v! y/ u$ |4 I2 ~Live in the layers
1 o6 k# @3 W% X4 h3 ynot on the litter.4 w V8 H1 x# @* u: ?5 P& X
Though I lack the art y$ C, y& F) o f+ }1 j
to decipher it,
6 k% I- @, [, m. lno doubt the next chaper, T5 P! q& y7 _0 {- K5 x4 H
in my book of transformations
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3 p. T2 M5 l8 E6 iI love to live with Edmontonchina Community./ k# N" s* `5 @7 @
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原文在此:
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/ D" G! b" N) a' G. rThe Layers
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4 k6 H; r) q7 E g0 f& h: U$ nI have walked through many lives,
0 x4 c# J3 ~$ V( e4 Fsome of them my own, # @4 b: I/ A( u
and I am not who I was,
: K' c4 g |, lthough some principle of being 0 c9 g6 W5 \) h; M" ?
abides, from which I struggle
7 e' p1 ` @! H5 unot to stray.
" A% Y8 ? z: O5 f. r9 l; kWhen I look behind, ; p& J- X q& \
as I am compelled to look
p, s4 Y3 R, _% |5 ?before I can gather strength
' x7 K6 n+ \: kto proceed on my journey, 5 e' R) }! h4 |, |6 r& g4 C% y8 @
I see the milestones dwindling 4 f, I5 |3 m" f, A, {
toward the horizon ! L" ~& w4 N8 O5 q4 A9 b: q
and the slow fires trailing
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' Z; i" B, ?. l/ F" t0 v. |1 hover which scavenger angels T: s* t$ ?0 W- q" `
wheel on heavy wings.
/ \2 |* ?9 w9 aOh, I have made myself a tribe 2 n+ O4 O# ` G/ U4 ^
out of my true affections, - B @4 T$ M: j1 w% w8 K( O+ r
and my tribe is scattered! & ~8 F8 y, Y! R, C( L
How shall the heart be reconciled
( f) N( X) C1 p& S8 x m& ]to its feast of losses?
( ?* g' d1 m% i6 B. SIn a rising wind
3 D. X$ Y# g) M2 n: X v" wthe manic dust of my friends, ; F% q6 F% Y# k% `
those who fell along the way, 2 Y; N5 s7 f$ C" g# R
bitterly stings my face. $ O- ^+ C( p* X! A3 g
Yet I turn, I turn, R% F M) j( |8 |0 f
exulting somewhat,
3 G( N0 {, p; P, G' A: Ewith my will intact to go
: ?$ s6 W J4 [" v, q Fwhereever I need to go,
0 Q/ X3 H2 x( J* N a; X& W, {and every stone on the road 0 F6 V# j# S( m2 `; i0 Z
precious to me.
; E- L; Y5 W2 kIn my darkest night, ( |% x6 {* o! ]% _
when the moon was covered . w! O# I% v' n2 S3 | U4 y
and I roamed through wreckage,
* c+ a8 U! T+ _+ V O6 ]- q1 ia nimbus-clouded voice 5 f* ~/ D+ x1 Z, c; F' N+ [
directed me:
; J8 n( F9 ^7 B5 P3 _6 n"Live in the layers,
' V: y% Z/ A( O/ ^not on the litter."
1 {' x/ `- L& t# B* \+ t! IThough I lack the art
, s( ?- j/ K( k T8 I$ h4 N# |4 sto decipher it,
" ^, O; \# [1 g8 @no doubt the next chapter 9 C+ v+ i+ }6 o) S
in my book of transformations
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) L6 @$ C1 h( V9 _I am not done with my changes.
& f& _; D8 |" T8 r—Stanley Kunitz' Y; W* |' A9 F0 E
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