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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。0 l7 U4 K, ]/ [2 u! I) 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+ K7 h0 @! H4 u, @# a6 r
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- l D8 n8 f# l6 H6 Z The layers
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I have walked through many websites,9 P W4 ~: R: Z
some of them I like,8 [6 q6 S, A: |9 ]
and some of them I do not like.8 w; u5 ~9 `: W) J2 {1 H' p( j
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
1 @5 I9 g. l2 n' q' a. _& z1 c, Dout of his true affections. p: y' W% s) j% f
I go, I go8 O7 j8 y' V; |! n
exulting somewhat, . j8 C! X6 M, H# g2 i, i2 X
with my will intact to go
" A. l! O+ G- C# |wherever I need to go," W/ R8 w* z5 X
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
" { ?! T7 u8 ^ j; c- D+ ]7 C p# s7 hPrecious to me.
0 P* T5 O1 X1 ?% F; q# RIn my darkest night, 2 S1 {; o- c. i- O; a" x/ ?' [" r
when the moon was covered H- w. Z" @8 x) @- E/ p5 Z: E
and I roamed through websites,( L: d: ?& L }! w Z
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice / s% |) d8 g$ q' J
directed me:
! S \) k# n7 VLive in the layers
1 z( I$ S9 l$ u- \7 P3 L ynot on the litter.# A! l# I1 n) G5 M/ A+ P
Though I lack the art 5 _+ i7 b9 ]$ @* ]8 `
to decipher it,8 T* C5 E2 W7 P: K: k7 A. J4 E3 r
no doubt the next chaper5 I5 B% Z* {7 h$ ?, [
in my book of transformations2 e) n( Y" h6 e& Z+ ]" Q
is already written.
2 j" Y1 b" u. ?- T3 u; n: mI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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" T) b& n5 {) z# |! H* X* l: Q# Q原文在此:
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# x7 Z) b% V* v# P s: j/ `1 [The Layers; A( c/ |" V- u& _* v
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I have walked through many lives,
2 l! x! y% e7 ?% R: ]0 y* ksome of them my own,
+ A7 }- }9 Y! }+ rand I am not who I was, 9 O( Z0 ~: R# G, B f& W4 H: U/ [
though some principle of being - M$ t5 y' C# w/ Q% c
abides, from which I struggle
0 h8 u1 R9 v, h% b0 @+ nnot to stray. ' W2 Q' f8 k! n. s
When I look behind, / P1 [2 d6 l3 Y. U6 x. k9 @
as I am compelled to look & K% M1 q* t( Q4 n$ y, ?
before I can gather strength 1 e. U1 [9 n9 E" L: R
to proceed on my journey, . T! k1 L$ \9 e4 d' s
I see the milestones dwindling 8 M7 J8 z5 e/ e0 G" Y& E
toward the horizon - U8 b: B# F7 S$ \ D
and the slow fires trailing : ~! |* G! [6 Y" U
from the abandoned camp-sites,
" B+ a% ]* j, o. H0 E$ o' I( L! t; gover which scavenger angels ) A$ h5 A/ N: E2 b+ R
wheel on heavy wings. ( y; v9 \+ d! p1 Z" t' r* u
Oh, I have made myself a tribe ' }5 m5 ~ g/ h8 [$ u; b8 A
out of my true affections, 6 S$ U8 m, o3 X1 y9 k) G
and my tribe is scattered!
( \" M2 l0 V$ r; i* T8 nHow shall the heart be reconciled / p2 e; K, z! y# v3 T& ~9 J) O$ D
to its feast of losses?
1 c3 o; B n3 h2 SIn a rising wind 3 c& Y, f5 V8 u: ^! [# ]
the manic dust of my friends,
# e* W+ Y @5 L0 M( N* gthose who fell along the way, 3 F0 K6 m% q( B2 x
bitterly stings my face. " Y1 G0 D" O' ^+ t8 a0 L* @; A
Yet I turn, I turn, Q5 h' Z* B0 |* i
exulting somewhat,
, r, a" V9 e2 P0 \1 y) O& Cwith my will intact to go
6 @1 k s0 N) bwhereever I need to go, ) c9 I& C* I( `/ ?! x' y
and every stone on the road 0 x* R s3 B* d5 s/ d3 g" W: I
precious to me.
$ R: Z5 B2 S! m2 qIn my darkest night,
% R! p p: L) u: Twhen the moon was covered Z5 B0 Q' G0 X; j- M) t
and I roamed through wreckage,
7 D/ z# o+ w* W3 P$ n0 ~/ Oa nimbus-clouded voice
" z9 ?" r, W# k! a7 Gdirected me:
. o/ W: {4 C* H5 T"Live in the layers,
! G8 Y4 M4 C: Vnot on the litter." ) ^, r% a# K: l4 z
Though I lack the art
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no doubt the next chapter
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is already written. 0 Q' y7 y( t2 B5 E4 d
I am not done with my changes.
6 O9 A. _% r7 E7 J—Stanley Kunitz
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