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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。% J- L- s. o8 H. V0 Y7 k
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 Kunitz1 } p1 y8 j" q. [. s& _
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The layers
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I have walked through many websites,
- T1 d7 h9 [3 k% x/ T3 `2 wsome of them I like,
: @" }6 V5 d4 n2 q4 j( B; }! V8 {and some of them I do not like.
3 T3 v4 T4 B( j( ^Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
1 [% f& i9 ^; L9 \( P3 P/ C0 oout of his true affections.# \! S2 G$ z+ [
I go, I go
2 e9 ^5 n5 o2 q7 Xexulting somewhat,
# L7 b9 `, h' k# S2 b: Pwith my will intact to go
8 t2 f1 Y8 \2 r Z# _wherever I need to go,: q9 \6 Z3 A* t$ J' D
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
" \% c$ k& q* H+ @" ~6 `& RPrecious to me.; c" B" u# l0 Z3 N$ Z; I+ q
In my darkest night, ( M& i E6 I. O4 n
when the moon was covered: a4 [* `3 D" l- A5 ]! Z$ o9 r* c
and I roamed through websites,, l' d# {* s t! G% b! v
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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$ ^1 V& y! Z2 ]7 ~. hLive in the layers( c" |! A( T8 g4 H
not on the litter.: \2 [8 p! s9 l/ H; C2 C: ]& I
Though I lack the art $ |# d7 W/ y; J4 S- X
to decipher it,7 {' K% U9 b, j5 _' R6 h" g
no doubt the next chaper1 n( t) W; C0 s; u- G2 z h
in my book of transformations
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I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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9 E* i7 T! |3 j7 Q6 Y- P原文在此:
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The Layers
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I have walked through many lives,
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and I am not who I was, 8 W# C. _/ R5 \' R1 Q' _
though some principle of being
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not to stray.
7 y3 Q: `8 w0 ^+ n f( aWhen I look behind,
( v' {# X6 S, was I am compelled to look
3 T9 X# C' Z* A" h; N5 m, P3 r( ibefore I can gather strength - E% p$ P) T6 G. f2 ~, S5 Y3 f; [
to proceed on my journey, # U V# B4 c( d _8 r3 Q$ ?
I see the milestones dwindling : Y9 H- k( x' v+ J, o( L! s
toward the horizon & A; E1 a' v% N' e9 X
and the slow fires trailing # f3 k' e3 I# ~" p+ g+ N* m
from the abandoned camp-sites, + `7 o+ O5 U6 ^ k! D5 s
over which scavenger angels ! }/ a4 `( H8 o$ b% ^
wheel on heavy wings.
5 n8 w! @2 L, jOh, I have made myself a tribe
# J& i: {# W' x* E/ gout of my true affections, : v( k- J |, \8 Z& n+ Z1 [- m
and my tribe is scattered!
: M' a$ r7 F: sHow shall the heart be reconciled ; z8 T) [ C! J6 b
to its feast of losses? & w: W5 b( r+ O
In a rising wind
# @2 _' i# _* wthe manic dust of my friends, , {& s% t0 c$ S
those who fell along the way, ) z1 C) j3 {) Q: p5 N
bitterly stings my face. 0 r! c; b' w9 h" E2 ^; v" d( ?+ d
Yet I turn, I turn, $ L" [) ? p* A& i
exulting somewhat, A# z. F5 K' E. t& ]/ @
with my will intact to go - ?1 g2 M: z$ [# g! C
whereever I need to go, # K# w6 ?' v0 E+ g6 Z F
and every stone on the road
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In my darkest night,
7 S! N/ S( G" Q. p0 ?when the moon was covered 2 A, |3 H1 p* ]- `- h
and I roamed through wreckage, - h+ D; u, X2 H5 T
a nimbus-clouded voice
3 ?. T D6 Y; \* D$ Adirected me: n c+ }3 a% _ l9 N. u
"Live in the layers, ( A) ^% z' Y" E9 n0 `# [, R
not on the litter." 4 U& c1 Q/ k- t! T) v3 d
Though I lack the art
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no doubt the next chapter
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is already written.
( I! S9 ~' w8 L' F, `# \5 jI am not done with my changes.
% L; p/ Y. Y$ @" i* v, Q# T—Stanley Kunitz
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