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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。" L; ~/ R# f) F. x* `
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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The layers6 }5 @: M) W K3 r! R# y" k o
0 K7 d3 l" c3 lI have walked through many websites,
; H$ G8 V; w4 u1 S! d# ^9 g! r6 Ysome of them I like,
1 p( F5 t/ n @* L! @7 y% oand some of them I do not like.. ~( x$ a9 G1 f1 z% \0 a3 K: d
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
9 @8 o( c! ~2 ~: U( X; I+ tout of his true affections. [, V7 Z) I: _8 f
I go, I go$ p9 Q( k/ G% E" n+ J
exulting somewhat,
& E) C7 P2 K4 k: A3 S* O" Qwith my will intact to go/ X1 A/ P7 [, f, y k! v
wherever I need to go,
P/ Q" T) C& q5 y2 ?. `6 Uand every post on the Edmontonchina Community 8 A% @3 C* A6 R' }2 L4 b. l* n& L) ?
Precious to me.
4 E% i; X/ D+ `8 O# fIn my darkest night, ( p z6 R% ~8 Q, B. y% u; _, \
when the moon was covered( K! v3 S8 X+ P- D
and I roamed through websites,& D! @2 T+ ]+ l. i) m
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice . U; s- T I! ]3 N$ x7 [
directed me:
+ @& ?: m" F5 F) Q7 yLive in the layers( @8 n* u B0 d
not on the litter.
+ Q: `+ E8 D4 ?. U- vThough I lack the art
6 e) y9 A9 O: g Q# U- o' b5 G6 kto decipher it,
* n \0 {/ w" l! C0 f3 Jno doubt the next chaper
# F8 q) ~% Y7 s6 k2 Zin my book of transformations4 Z8 Z# `1 S k8 S0 E0 w- `! e' T
is already written.8 H1 O0 ?" D* ]* G
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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3 N" D1 s+ H- ~9 B2 W原文在此:
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The Layers$ w& I- x, V/ f, A! K- [
# {& @# F5 {' o. x. f5 E* W. Y' i9 b* xI have walked through many lives,
$ @& c% X/ h( R' w+ ~( \% ^$ v* rsome of them my own,
" s2 O1 Q; v3 |" ~+ kand I am not who I was,
( H( ^* p% v4 D6 Q2 Vthough some principle of being
, [& m$ ^8 J1 E5 Q% cabides, from which I struggle i a. H& X7 }- R6 W
not to stray. 1 P6 C, Y1 h! G- z8 p2 G
When I look behind, , W- |3 ]1 d' ]8 ?$ }- a
as I am compelled to look 4 c# _, i& P4 ~/ e3 X% i
before I can gather strength 0 b+ R$ P6 ^7 T! n" I7 N c
to proceed on my journey,
" {5 o S! K+ N1 U& QI see the milestones dwindling 6 C0 s f" G. _$ d M
toward the horizon 3 K8 d: P! c% j% _8 ^, X
and the slow fires trailing
% t; K9 W4 E. d4 u$ Y* r4 tfrom the abandoned camp-sites,
% R' M. m' g( c* z% f9 bover which scavenger angels 0 y* }3 Z) ?" h+ f- ~
wheel on heavy wings. . N, h0 p6 f# z( E
Oh, I have made myself a tribe " \ s5 a* @6 c7 u7 O/ X
out of my true affections, ( }! b. ?! t' x( i) C, A: H
and my tribe is scattered! ; j" C& B" v; b7 A' F# k1 d
How shall the heart be reconciled
' ^+ q G8 }& m2 Z0 p. `+ T7 z9 uto its feast of losses? 8 P! B$ C" m+ J5 X( w
In a rising wind
4 n8 M# l% I& P) wthe manic dust of my friends,
* n, O1 Y. P( x1 h& ]5 I& l: uthose who fell along the way, " Z {/ ?& v" f$ r% r% @/ M
bitterly stings my face. 9 t, ~, ~* ?+ [
Yet I turn, I turn,
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with my will intact to go
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8 k! N1 A! |% y" Hand every stone on the road # ~: m# k$ y" V6 B0 m# T
precious to me.
) F2 I( F. ^7 z. SIn my darkest night, 6 @* S" {" W! z4 r4 K) Y+ Z! Y
when the moon was covered 7 M$ g0 f1 X$ b# c9 q0 H6 S% ~; o
and I roamed through wreckage,
( Z" R* m- l0 V Za nimbus-clouded voice 7 I; X/ {' Q* i1 |& C" r
directed me:
; ^6 q- {: ? `; n3 a"Live in the layers,
' D1 ?% J+ W+ tnot on the litter."
: | Y! |0 j+ j) [1 f2 D1 ]) `3 mThough I lack the art
7 s" Q( Y0 ]& J; S: p- \& Dto decipher it, # i& v" d4 q8 v4 ~! H( f
no doubt the next chapter 3 A# m. P8 _3 ^$ p1 V9 \
in my book of transformations
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I am not done with my changes.
( k! |6 u+ r+ r9 p: n—Stanley Kunitz
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