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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
4 ^; o) H# ]( O0 B Y3 W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
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1 a1 \& ~; }! `9 N2 _$ qI have walked through many websites,. C( O# _9 |2 r9 O* T& E
some of them I like,; U7 R- E) x Y8 {
and some of them I do not like./ z! F; o1 M8 v/ S* W) r8 V9 `1 i
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
! F. v& E) p9 dout of his true affections.
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exulting somewhat,
1 r: k' E6 ^: U- Cwith my will intact to go% C5 W! c: t0 s3 k; p
wherever I need to go,* G* @% O+ A) I- O1 y; k- |
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community * r. j4 N8 k0 U; l" b
Precious to me.& x3 N5 a. J7 @) T0 U8 Z7 H0 y
In my darkest night,
- n, \$ f8 C, Y: dwhen the moon was covered
9 A8 R/ Z0 w) |" J9 `9 O" B4 sand I roamed through websites,
5 S# Q, Z7 F5 O$ X5 `+ Fa nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
% A" z% k% W6 Idirected me:
7 d& D& _9 w- P1 Z; iLive in the layers
+ C! R7 w$ |" Q8 y- fnot on the litter.
& h# Y# Z# ~; s9 uThough I lack the art
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+ E, P- c8 d9 P% x. r L6 M+ E9 gno doubt the next chaper" H- f: f3 @9 u# L
in my book of transformations& M0 `2 J! U9 ]9 F; v9 H
is already written.. C7 A$ N/ ~8 q; C& w ~
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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The Layers
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I have walked through many lives,
j% N- G1 b; X8 gsome of them my own,
- S3 }/ X K$ T' u+ Q: O% uand I am not who I was,
* Q; t6 j" b; G* E, N: Gthough some principle of being
b. ?: \ Z, q6 i" l6 Tabides, from which I struggle $ ?% T$ z, R. ]+ K T
not to stray.
* y7 X. h) r% X7 d0 i- [: p7 TWhen I look behind,
2 C- Y1 r+ ^! qas I am compelled to look
2 N. B h/ k1 I* Ibefore I can gather strength
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I see the milestones dwindling h: y, x$ x/ H7 z: D
toward the horizon + K' C" v$ W( F" Z
and the slow fires trailing
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over which scavenger angels ; G3 z( M8 R: a6 U" L
wheel on heavy wings. 9 R! b: a5 c+ n. C5 f: T
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
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and my tribe is scattered!
, m6 \+ h# {. y, u' P7 B( EHow shall the heart be reconciled , C x! j4 ?% B+ V
to its feast of losses? ( R. t! ~7 {0 u; C0 Z
In a rising wind 0 f$ t3 ^; w4 e7 E" t. Y$ D6 T9 O
the manic dust of my friends,
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bitterly stings my face. 9 K* ^; W) J' `, A% T; B$ S9 N! v
Yet I turn, I turn, 6 M7 _8 @6 E1 a# Z+ {; t$ Z6 `
exulting somewhat, ' z2 d5 ~8 a8 `- W" ~( ~) e8 I
with my will intact to go d' ^0 O3 B) O* _: x8 L6 U% V
whereever I need to go,
9 F) }6 C( ~3 w8 q2 b: ?. [and every stone on the road
! l9 c& |' k" S6 v5 h0 rprecious to me. 0 G; Q; _+ \* n8 S/ r* ~
In my darkest night, 9 K# c4 y- E* j/ a
when the moon was covered
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a nimbus-clouded voice C; c4 W# \. U7 ^1 }
directed me: ) q4 I6 f3 P6 `. q& Q6 \5 o
"Live in the layers,
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Though I lack the art
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no doubt the next chapter 9 D: F6 }8 s! X- p1 d! |
in my book of transformations
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3 d' Z! ? s/ w+ d( UI am not done with my changes.0 a9 |5 C1 ~& D6 ?$ n+ y! ]
—Stanley Kunitz% O# e; U O' O1 b' N
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