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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& t1 B2 r% 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
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The layers# p( v5 c o6 m' i
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I have walked through many websites,
8 u* h. J/ Y* O4 wsome of them I like,
& L7 ]! u, I: {1 {2 g+ Jand some of them I do not like.
* O- B5 J3 p' i! }Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
0 g V+ D: |: {' A' U) nout of his true affections.
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exulting somewhat, # t0 L7 z' C) w; p
with my will intact to go( h* A: C: k6 @+ q( }# P- }7 O* q3 Y% t6 B
wherever I need to go,
' }$ }/ a0 y6 t; W) I3 Vand every post on the Edmontonchina Community
0 g6 `; c0 F# @% l) q$ ~; U( hPrecious to me.
9 _6 E1 C2 e. h# Z& o9 RIn my darkest night,
T0 w% D* _$ n pwhen the moon was covered/ q0 i5 [/ y& S* b+ i7 i- M
and I roamed through websites,# T6 Q* m/ H. G, u
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice * P9 z5 k! T2 ?4 t
directed me:& M4 z* ?2 F5 c* I
Live in the layers
& X8 h1 ^5 t9 n; Y2 u* m& nnot on the litter." Q1 b5 ~. c+ x$ d2 M
Though I lack the art . J9 u' D3 X: p9 w
to decipher it,
, |; S/ ^2 S$ T" A! z5 }; J. Yno doubt the next chaper
4 B* A1 S% V4 Q# ]" {" }in my book of transformations
# v% Z2 Q! A# C; z8 tis already written.
! c# w c3 G8 v* ?: PI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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The Layers1 c. E2 i7 \$ a' I- |
$ d @! {4 ~$ @1 r% {* c2 s+ bI have walked through many lives, 0 \, m3 B1 s8 I7 r, c
some of them my own, 4 W7 H, u2 b* V
and I am not who I was,
! Q) S0 z. q/ x- h! {though some principle of being
9 R, l, I6 R3 |abides, from which I struggle
" }, t1 D7 O' v+ y$ @not to stray. " D0 [: p: t+ Z: Z* l
When I look behind, 9 P6 @; ]4 B' ~7 P3 ]7 W
as I am compelled to look % O( W1 E5 s3 R; [4 l4 k6 u
before I can gather strength - ]( {2 l/ n: [1 z- m3 z% H3 C
to proceed on my journey, " S5 I7 x; `* s, p p2 a
I see the milestones dwindling - T: N& s a" }# ?
toward the horizon 0 A' Y) c" B) h+ O
and the slow fires trailing
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" s- b2 p1 X+ c) v( u8 u5 c1 aover which scavenger angels ( h* K# V5 ~" Z3 s( o
wheel on heavy wings.
! p$ N; T' k ~3 x* vOh, I have made myself a tribe
7 V" ?& a" N) Zout of my true affections,
$ h0 H0 K& I# Y% a% X* F. R Mand my tribe is scattered! 7 j/ V+ W0 |1 e3 \
How shall the heart be reconciled $ J. H8 ?! `1 ~$ k# W. P
to its feast of losses? i" Q# C9 i9 L
In a rising wind 6 ~" ], {! p) u2 @
the manic dust of my friends, $ P5 ]+ w; x- Y! ?+ n9 v# l
those who fell along the way, 5 o4 ` F5 N+ w
bitterly stings my face. : E5 M. d8 g8 C. [6 y- u
Yet I turn, I turn,
6 J4 C9 e6 r$ A* o' Jexulting somewhat, 1 \9 Q1 o( M& D+ D" l2 M/ G. I
with my will intact to go
/ O+ c4 T/ P4 x$ x2 _whereever I need to go,
0 o+ [+ P9 ?3 t( `# v6 [and every stone on the road
7 I) n0 }1 J8 yprecious to me.
& W# o+ m. I6 k( c. f5 j Z, vIn my darkest night,
$ _ H% d' e1 D+ jwhen the moon was covered
. a/ n1 j. k: M& land I roamed through wreckage,
( `. Z' T# _& Y! t9 Ta nimbus-clouded voice 9 J ^' d, u: l& W
directed me:
2 u! C. F0 I6 p) T/ f4 ["Live in the layers,
. C2 M) U/ Z, m# enot on the litter." . C$ m7 @: L) v7 R
Though I lack the art
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no doubt the next chapter : E7 m- g, n" y2 h' _; D
in my book of transformations
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I am not done with my changes.
$ B6 a6 ^0 k& z2 `$ w. M7 }! ?' H0 }—Stanley Kunitz; s" k6 M5 `9 Z! ]8 y
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