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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
( B& Y. x6 P# i9 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 Kunitz- [& h1 T) p! e m2 v0 A6 i2 }
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The layers7 a8 G) T* r4 y+ \$ }8 T
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I have walked through many websites,
, F+ w" y" B3 T& {some of them I like,
# H/ d: M% g1 Q0 h& l% Z' T- Pand some of them I do not like.& g, |9 |: k$ ?! M( O% N
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
& }( q: H" x, X0 Q+ R/ cout of his true affections.
8 ~3 h* \( n. J+ A/ N: b" W2 w) N* |I go, I go) O/ Q/ `9 w* b& ^/ p2 b, W, }- r
exulting somewhat, 9 a3 C' |8 z9 M1 A5 c- m
with my will intact to go
- }' V- X: R! R/ E0 Swherever I need to go,9 Y% d/ R" @* ?: H" z5 J* C
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
" J- B* ?) G9 H% M8 o( EPrecious to me.& a! l+ y7 |0 }8 S
In my darkest night, % m# O- V9 x1 G' b4 R
when the moon was covered
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a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice : u7 u/ t; e. ]2 t) G0 v, V8 Y5 ^
directed me:
& @) c& y" R& O E+ }Live in the layers
9 `7 a$ r+ \, \! t0 p- ]not on the litter.% ~/ w! z3 x8 O4 C
Though I lack the art
8 ?# `7 W: C9 @! zto decipher it,
. ~. Y1 G; B v; bno doubt the next chaper
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I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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原文在此:
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0 x) V5 m9 E% n+ \- FThe Layers
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. t. I* F8 J. {9 n3 RI have walked through many lives, - O7 k& [( l# C" H& l
some of them my own,
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1 ^% j6 I3 M) M: \though some principle of being / i: E% f' y, C( R, i
abides, from which I struggle . h/ x4 l9 J, l2 [- W1 z
not to stray. # n: ~$ ` f3 Y5 \
When I look behind,
" R% ?' g4 j) h) K0 D! Xas I am compelled to look
! q( P; a0 ~2 w5 q; y( @( A4 fbefore I can gather strength : y& G. n- n/ c* W _
to proceed on my journey,
0 ~8 Q/ n7 V' UI see the milestones dwindling 5 ^4 W' W0 g. D
toward the horizon
# I/ \* w- a4 @% j5 Cand the slow fires trailing
7 S' t& A# [+ G& Cfrom the abandoned camp-sites,
, F4 G% D6 V9 G3 V& J3 Nover which scavenger angels 6 u E) L; n. I% K" R
wheel on heavy wings. 2 R3 D' d7 ~% a5 d" a' N" p \
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
' Y' }, O- b4 V, w2 ^out of my true affections, . j- K5 d0 X! z8 g4 [8 I
and my tribe is scattered!
2 `9 f4 a0 X) vHow shall the heart be reconciled
& L' \& P3 f ?* R! h8 hto its feast of losses? 3 V7 U) t) O) `7 |
In a rising wind
( @7 X" E5 Q2 Hthe manic dust of my friends, 5 i7 |1 R! i9 j' N% h
those who fell along the way,
3 Z* c8 P! Q% m% E$ z# u, ]8 ~9 Q6 Lbitterly stings my face. 9 R" k0 z, t, p% v
Yet I turn, I turn,
% u8 n/ Y% y# L% U. D! h) W+ n& Gexulting somewhat, ) ^; W& M" S' D& }9 l w
with my will intact to go 8 R( n8 w& ^7 g* A; Y) n2 M
whereever I need to go,
; h; O& T) M( I0 i3 m4 E0 f& Dand every stone on the road ; q! F, } u+ K9 j+ D6 k. \$ D
precious to me.
/ D- W, E5 Y- ?$ dIn my darkest night, $ e- w/ e6 B# |; ^+ b
when the moon was covered 7 J4 P! ^$ T f$ U' Y# f
and I roamed through wreckage,
3 n0 V# m# a3 t. c* h0 m. j( Za nimbus-clouded voice " Q# u) }1 o7 [6 E) L
directed me:
! m8 U3 j; A+ Y4 T"Live in the layers,
% a, n' G4 K! tnot on the litter."
- X6 v% W4 W) V4 b4 y4 mThough I lack the art
' w" {: B2 \5 V+ y& V( Fto decipher it, 8 } J& F _( W, d8 s1 P# [$ x
no doubt the next chapter 0 c# Z! x- Y" O+ U
in my book of transformations ) K8 D! C4 B2 v4 E4 D' d
is already written.
/ P, a# a1 x$ a+ d& u; Q0 Y- W0 ZI am not done with my changes.* s4 j6 m |+ L: V/ e2 V+ U
—Stanley Kunitz* f- k. z: M y( ?% z
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