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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。/ K; l5 y8 D( \" C! |
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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, p) h0 v- q. H( R) e2 s$ ~ The layers
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I have walked through many websites,
9 W2 Y1 D+ r" p5 d. g1 Hsome of them I like,
( K4 M( I: @* ?3 ]# Q& \# y% |and some of them I do not like.
) @' u' Z5 c3 fOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
9 [' k9 ~0 @. q5 S/ a& kout of his true affections.& x. O. Z- y+ h
I go, I go3 \ h6 ~ F- W3 l$ ^
exulting somewhat,
; u- g0 H1 l: Y! C# Iwith my will intact to go
. n5 M* a3 g) B& B0 g Q( G1 ~wherever I need to go,- m1 {& u* s+ o. c
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
7 W" Q1 B+ U4 E7 KPrecious to me.7 U, R: W) k. N3 K. ^
In my darkest night,
, q1 J- t8 z" ]* j" f9 kwhen the moon was covered( B ]+ p5 p) Q7 q9 U0 @) }
and I roamed through websites,
/ q/ v( k! s3 N) H6 e( B/ {a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
0 I- R1 d$ S( B6 w( E9 }directed me:
4 ]! ]8 v5 Y9 ~3 [3 y- XLive in the layers
2 Y: L8 |. j+ j. ~% X V# xnot on the litter." A6 ?5 @: g& t1 a1 I4 Y8 ]# G8 p
Though I lack the art 6 z: n0 z5 @: l; s
to decipher it,# N! m- ?0 `4 i( P
no doubt the next chaper
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is already written.
) ?: _* A5 W8 B3 g1 p4 |$ b3 sI love to live with Edmontonchina Community. a- U* Z( |) i+ y- K- w; [
8 ?6 L* l$ j y9 P原文在此:
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& n' ^' ~" A3 u* G# `The Layers ?( t" a1 D. I# p F! i2 t! B
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I have walked through many lives, ; }3 Q6 R# n4 a, m
some of them my own, ' E# c1 O+ d/ e9 P0 O
and I am not who I was, 7 j4 a$ c3 y0 O" J7 v( |! m
though some principle of being
& m9 [: }& B1 [8 |8 Wabides, from which I struggle
0 X- d2 @1 s" N& cnot to stray. 7 O; r j, R& G# v$ @; ~
When I look behind, 3 E2 h) \: B/ L
as I am compelled to look
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to proceed on my journey, V4 p/ E* h0 J. f
I see the milestones dwindling
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+ ~# O3 v+ K* O9 p7 e% g% Fand the slow fires trailing
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over which scavenger angels - I: h; L, a2 X3 n! j6 P
wheel on heavy wings. * v- X+ \5 f- k6 E2 J1 f; m! n
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
' d$ K) _* ]+ o& Z1 ?) Bout of my true affections, 0 d' u/ }' s4 f: P- S
and my tribe is scattered!
. s r0 V6 }! o" ]How shall the heart be reconciled
/ o: W% H* o: Q R9 Yto its feast of losses? / Q+ d& i; }5 a1 `3 A( }4 W P
In a rising wind ! D6 A0 H2 @' F" L% D
the manic dust of my friends,
! V* n% d0 v0 Z( C T. lthose who fell along the way, # G1 t8 U, e) @( T/ [
bitterly stings my face.
) X D. |9 p# EYet I turn, I turn, 2 x, t; c7 H( x
exulting somewhat,
2 W) {( P. v4 _" dwith my will intact to go ) O, v) ^5 N$ u, k
whereever I need to go,
# k4 G: o% I( E6 ^$ G5 q Iand every stone on the road
% J8 T* R9 `: L: P! x& h6 ?precious to me. " m4 E1 \; e4 k: q" l
In my darkest night,
) {& }, w0 c' h2 Y" |when the moon was covered + @) C% e( h6 v7 d3 [& j
and I roamed through wreckage, / a7 y% D8 y g0 d7 _
a nimbus-clouded voice * ~" Y; z% i) O+ T& r) n5 g: j
directed me: 2 H# b) H( o7 q1 S% S) m
"Live in the layers, 3 V. W7 k8 d7 l3 \, B
not on the litter."
5 L- b9 I$ m E+ l! C a: V( {3 W+ TThough I lack the art ; T/ R6 _$ L( d
to decipher it, : k& t) @: j% g2 p
no doubt the next chapter
% X( t8 n6 F nin my book of transformations
6 C9 O& H9 ^# t6 L H) x5 dis already written.
; s4 |. ~" L5 @I am not done with my changes.+ f5 K" n( L4 |+ b3 |5 q
—Stanley Kunitz/ x. G y0 K2 O" J' t. a$ _: l% a9 i
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