 鲜花( 0)  鸡蛋( 0)
|
【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
& k3 x8 Z' K0 Z6 x8 V1 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
: A' s4 G" d& p! G3 w3 e' b+ D) M1 T+ q+ p1 J3 f# Q
2 Z! ~7 U3 d/ y" I! b. a
) p+ y: Y8 A0 L4 S. h- F" z! ^ The layers% U2 k3 j F7 _$ d2 p3 H$ W9 S
/ N1 ?* g( |/ aI have walked through many websites,
0 X/ e" m. D# P: ]/ Usome of them I like,
4 v8 H' [+ ?. ~: Q- g7 s6 eand some of them I do not like.
1 w$ X6 d: Q3 [, ]6 w" oOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
6 |) e! R) h: qout of his true affections.
* {: d* i" _7 j" \3 CI go, I go
2 W+ w( t: c# U0 ~# _& ?$ Mexulting somewhat,
1 x2 P: ]3 a- j3 Twith my will intact to go) n0 k8 r D2 B3 B8 P$ o5 m3 O: K
wherever I need to go,
# C6 _* t6 ~" l( ~; b- zand every post on the Edmontonchina Community ; N. N* k( V5 j, x5 o
Precious to me.
! X3 [( h" A# W' F% lIn my darkest night, 6 d& E: D, Z |5 o% F2 k4 C. C8 h
when the moon was covered/ H4 R }5 y4 T
and I roamed through websites,
, C1 ?7 L& i; G3 s7 S: a. J: d0 R9 i/ Pa nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
C$ L/ U* `; [6 ]; \directed me:
# E' _$ W8 f3 k' {: m, s% ?! T mLive in the layers1 u# f9 @+ H0 Z2 i+ h9 S
not on the litter.$ Y9 {* ?0 v/ O5 B# \ l8 ?
Though I lack the art
. z) B5 Q6 ~, g, qto decipher it,
8 ?8 d; P b5 G& a* \no doubt the next chaper- c, \" W- t; K* M- }: Y* n
in my book of transformations* M- W, s$ U' i# r! n) F1 y' Y
is already written.$ c; ?& C0 x7 M) i
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
2 D* X; }& d7 @4 g' P
2 K: G( [3 f0 C( f; N) c$ t+ w原文在此:
- j- X. t, Z. E/ d3 h
; c1 u$ i, u$ g. qThe Layers
8 ` o# \) U1 [& u% Y3 }7 ^8 J
8 Q# R# a8 H$ h: iI have walked through many lives, # Q4 }3 t% t& }+ F
some of them my own,
: S, J0 |& e& c. M1 O. zand I am not who I was, 0 F5 c ?1 m% b6 Y9 z: i) ~6 E
though some principle of being
1 i h, D* V2 [- z- O7 Nabides, from which I struggle
2 K2 L* W2 R# L; k! Y8 Cnot to stray.
1 g3 \9 u, h I, l7 iWhen I look behind, - ? m& R7 C' v5 ]
as I am compelled to look
+ k, v' v3 H: g+ N9 v9 {before I can gather strength
' w) Q; k4 k; \0 z k5 {to proceed on my journey,
" [/ M9 ?5 U" `4 [0 MI see the milestones dwindling $ q7 p% x# q) C& e( L
toward the horizon
. v; j: U& Z/ U, |4 u: H* Oand the slow fires trailing 9 ?- ^4 g* m- i/ T- U: t
from the abandoned camp-sites, ' J a# V) j' X" h
over which scavenger angels
, a6 I$ ~; Z3 n$ l8 d4 Nwheel on heavy wings. ' r2 b+ ~; n' k3 c! C
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
7 P4 y; j% n4 w1 E/ ^; qout of my true affections, ! N: T4 x9 v2 S, @: L9 I1 ~
and my tribe is scattered!
6 k9 w, H6 X3 l6 p K# sHow shall the heart be reconciled 5 U7 {( d9 U* B0 \3 c, `3 q
to its feast of losses? % ~/ [: a" r( Y i: T
In a rising wind
% V$ D+ u0 Q2 n4 lthe manic dust of my friends, : p1 V/ I- r3 u
those who fell along the way,
4 ^8 u* F: b: R4 c2 C& H) H! f; @ Sbitterly stings my face.
; \7 x. E! z0 h/ F, Z3 }1 T" lYet I turn, I turn,
- p1 A7 Q& U& I( T$ aexulting somewhat, 4 I$ a+ H$ t7 X" G* t/ I; |: K8 L
with my will intact to go
2 \; K. t! a( O, }$ F6 Wwhereever I need to go,
2 K% e. u Q- }3 J u6 Nand every stone on the road & x" c4 c$ O/ y g% [$ j! J
precious to me. 5 A* m8 s* f2 ~8 r/ d* B; l
In my darkest night, 6 C1 H$ ]5 H3 |! \1 A: @
when the moon was covered
9 n' j2 S" [( }3 N9 B8 {and I roamed through wreckage,
+ W1 e5 K7 ~) [$ J1 H0 ]& Ra nimbus-clouded voice
: B+ w( i& w: O7 Q+ Q: Ndirected me: 7 {* V; D3 B0 h+ h
"Live in the layers, , X/ ~ P, M/ t# a! M
not on the litter."
$ A6 I6 m1 [4 ~' L% Z; nThough I lack the art 9 j7 N0 d) J( I' c# m, L3 n
to decipher it,
# a3 K) a; z+ B$ y& N7 a1 jno doubt the next chapter
- ^- e5 w" T# `; \8 `4 fin my book of transformations 4 {7 b" \; |6 c) K; k
is already written. . Z/ ], o" [# N7 I7 |
I am not done with my changes.
' a/ B/ {+ u0 {& g9 _—Stanley Kunitz
; _8 {+ {6 S& \ Z. M6 |2 C2 K4 M* _5 |7 f; t m) v8 O$ x
[ 本帖最后由 betterbest 于 2009-3-31 13:31 编辑 ] |
|