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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。6 q# {& w" M: K" o8 ^/ P' ]
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+ p. [5 a. F3 c/ Q: C( [1 g: W
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- e& w2 W8 C. Y! z# B, L* u0 n' R The layers
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$ C3 i/ l1 ?$ K, e6 W8 kI have walked through many websites,
: w) y/ R4 T- c$ t5 Vsome of them I like,8 l! y# `9 v6 ^$ m; P- _* a+ l. g
and some of them I do not like.5 N! c" z: a" A9 g2 z1 e q" B
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
7 Q; \" ^8 c p5 Q1 V0 b; \8 sout of his true affections.4 K& h6 d4 }: a1 f# g
I go, I go* j- y6 R- z. J S/ H+ @) L
exulting somewhat, 5 D, ?, [6 }) [" }* t s2 n
with my will intact to go
/ z; m7 l. [0 Z! w. N' C# k/ r @wherever I need to go,
2 ^. b& I0 n7 Z+ T( p8 W# Dand every post on the Edmontonchina Community ' X2 o( `: q! |- X
Precious to me.) [: x: e0 i5 j* C1 Z, h' F
In my darkest night, 3 c% T+ |2 ]' H- s) m, @
when the moon was covered
4 K. }" I7 C2 }' rand I roamed through websites,
9 `' u" c. F. _( ?& E4 {a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice ) `7 c% \* _/ r. f6 [3 ]- x9 R
directed me:
5 D" O+ ?8 v/ C' C: W5 [6 O/ ^& b/ LLive in the layers
/ w: a8 j$ o5 D# V9 h \$ enot on the litter.
5 P9 p& r" K( v; o! Y# `Though I lack the art
6 v& R( w# H# t |& _) dto decipher it,
# r% D0 S& l+ O$ Eno doubt the next chaper5 J7 g' r1 A6 J' s2 t6 u J
in my book of transformations
8 U5 l; C# F9 E1 v: S/ V& qis already written." \, M0 C7 V( g$ l
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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/ w! `9 Y3 ~+ i& g/ {原文在此:
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) f- T8 O2 W% g2 PThe Layers: }! o9 {3 ~* d; b- S
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I have walked through many lives,
5 }7 p' M Z2 ]& u+ Z6 tsome of them my own, $ T9 c9 ~2 P5 z- G
and I am not who I was, w! E& h. p- n( {, S
though some principle of being 6 o0 o+ M/ P- |5 V% d2 b# Q
abides, from which I struggle
8 f7 L* Z* p* X' {4 |( R4 o$ g# ]& Lnot to stray.
' \% g L4 K' {When I look behind, $ I+ Z% S7 e+ V$ F% e
as I am compelled to look
0 r$ _5 g3 W g; C& I; Hbefore I can gather strength
: u/ R9 v5 x9 H4 j5 D! `8 ato proceed on my journey,
' a6 |- x; t) p ~I see the milestones dwindling * I' Y# M5 ^; w& k6 _4 D% a
toward the horizon
7 I; K* s7 Z9 ?and the slow fires trailing
1 d/ F5 r, }' wfrom the abandoned camp-sites, d' C. x) O- v3 j: a
over which scavenger angels ' |, a" o+ Q5 }% J3 a* \3 w
wheel on heavy wings.
* F; a# E c: B" G: gOh, I have made myself a tribe * z. Y1 M6 ]0 n* C! @8 `
out of my true affections,
. c: U6 R; Y; [and my tribe is scattered! * {1 @# O7 D8 e6 l, f
How shall the heart be reconciled
- o; z: e# j' G3 j- L9 l. Tto its feast of losses? " S2 e( v) E( v. n
In a rising wind
" W9 M/ o7 J+ |% C I( _1 Y8 r. rthe manic dust of my friends, 7 ]$ d, P8 v6 B: N" p0 J
those who fell along the way,
% C1 f: s4 U$ i! z- `0 L$ Gbitterly stings my face.
$ d1 H2 t# E" U; Y* |Yet I turn, I turn, 5 {" q: e7 d6 `
exulting somewhat, " ^* o# V1 ~ b* {' W
with my will intact to go " a- s; B. O. q" [, g' A; P( y
whereever I need to go,
, \$ n: e' Z; ]; |" l0 }$ Eand every stone on the road
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6 F0 I8 Y4 o1 i0 ]4 Y6 E4 LIn my darkest night,
- W4 m/ v& E3 }, ~+ M" }( Twhen the moon was covered , W+ _2 {: N0 [. A% o. R# ~
and I roamed through wreckage,
9 k+ Q. |8 `. I4 D, i+ O! u# G' [a nimbus-clouded voice
7 q% w$ R! r# K) Q9 g" j! [: ^directed me:
2 f( N3 q# r' o7 b. d3 X" z8 H"Live in the layers, 6 h% s1 U) Z* w1 ~/ s$ m6 r. k
not on the litter." $ K2 x; J. w4 [
Though I lack the art
" w' |7 m8 d) R A1 h- Ito decipher it, * j7 s" V$ i3 s3 Q
no doubt the next chapter
+ @9 l0 S0 r5 X N7 F, Win my book of transformations : p+ I6 b& H0 L6 G: n
is already written.
6 E( f$ F0 { oI am not done with my changes.
& n, [1 B# Q1 w9 B' E$ p—Stanley Kunitz, }% B; H2 g R+ r
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