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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。: ?9 w+ u T' o6 H3 T* V$ Z' n6 r6 c! f
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! j8 h( e% N: i0 E& i' j1 ]! N
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% c$ [) M0 X. v5 A* Q; a% K The layers% ?# x9 |% K7 J* q. H/ j
6 K4 Y+ G* i. c" r: ^2 s9 `: u oI have walked through many websites,
, v" U9 |! v: f+ L- l Rsome of them I like,
8 ~" t% H- N% {' @2 gand some of them I do not like.
3 o: p0 _' }4 K9 V bOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe5 ^9 |- J& w- Q5 f- S
out of his true affections.
7 |2 {% [7 I3 g9 I6 YI go, I go; k; b9 k" {1 y& F: R& M$ V
exulting somewhat,
& A! c0 |. h% z3 i* N' j7 F# Twith my will intact to go/ ?6 C. L6 R1 j' j# O
wherever I need to go,8 Z1 h4 M: S# c6 {) C1 r
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community - J$ C) l+ i; H, D- d
Precious to me." v' y) M( L- e& T) p" A2 _! t
In my darkest night, * x: y. O- E H* e( s2 Y: _% r3 `2 h
when the moon was covered: w- D6 k4 B+ n
and I roamed through websites,6 g- J# }, m% y1 {; X3 _
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
u0 x" A- {, l, sdirected me:2 m% A' h1 t$ r3 @- R& X
Live in the layers8 u+ ?; R) e; ]6 {
not on the litter.
8 Q# Q% Q$ W8 S5 SThough I lack the art
) j/ D. i( D5 eto decipher it,
3 Q7 Q) s6 C4 X9 sno doubt the next chaper7 v7 Y6 ^4 ]# s1 u: `( |
in my book of transformations+ x( n# Z1 o1 o
is already written.$ X6 O; Y- a6 a1 }3 u$ P
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.3 v x4 i8 E8 @/ ?% U Q
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The Layers
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" O% B! }$ g, QI have walked through many lives,
( S9 C5 ]9 |6 V- N0 osome of them my own,
/ r4 Z- ~8 Y: N, U1 B; vand I am not who I was, " u* i0 X& X2 V
though some principle of being
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not to stray.
' r) |5 f8 Z1 e, u4 tWhen I look behind,
( V/ M5 M v+ H ^/ O1 p0 Y3 j6 Yas I am compelled to look 0 k0 t0 N" S7 I) q4 k0 O& |
before I can gather strength 8 P, o3 E4 B; `0 R" Z6 ^
to proceed on my journey, 7 N( l6 I' [% K
I see the milestones dwindling : F5 y3 R+ A, O, S
toward the horizon
; w( C& K* |2 m! Q+ Uand the slow fires trailing + c# M, z9 L8 u4 ]0 K. H
from the abandoned camp-sites, 0 l( r" |1 p! Y% z. Y( P3 ~+ e
over which scavenger angels ' i- I; R) |. J6 v
wheel on heavy wings. 3 J5 M2 \( j; M0 d* ^9 v
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
. b# x& F& t( Cout of my true affections, ' U8 T& g6 O: j
and my tribe is scattered! 3 M9 `9 V2 J, N' o h2 ?, O
How shall the heart be reconciled
2 `8 Z, k7 H; _ _) ~" k( U' ~! yto its feast of losses?
1 b" m" B4 X/ ~) q8 I4 J4 {In a rising wind
1 h. ^. Y3 C& G9 U5 N6 K7 ?: p/ x: Kthe manic dust of my friends,
4 Z; t+ u- [0 Q" _. J1 Y8 C6 c2 ]those who fell along the way,
& y5 ~* }8 [7 C8 lbitterly stings my face.
$ G3 v p8 R0 [5 VYet I turn, I turn, " C1 Y5 R5 x. h1 ^
exulting somewhat, & ]6 |1 E, \: G$ i7 z0 q8 N
with my will intact to go
7 ^6 R5 H% k5 n* q7 S' f& w! nwhereever I need to go, * a. X% V, X1 z" z+ ?
and every stone on the road
3 g+ \) g& Z. P% Hprecious to me.
# {$ P0 P& q# Y" Y t( ^- G. oIn my darkest night, 2 n9 y: k7 @5 }3 h/ j% y
when the moon was covered
# V* M) e% T# Rand I roamed through wreckage, 7 m% ?7 l: D! Z
a nimbus-clouded voice
1 R# L' L- Z, M- G. f( Adirected me:
A. w/ O- |9 n' V. S% ^"Live in the layers, : e c+ h/ t2 j) i& D( F
not on the litter."
, l0 h. C6 t' W1 [1 SThough I lack the art
! u5 w% _5 e; t. z# X8 Uto decipher it, # z) d0 ^: n* t5 \9 A+ O
no doubt the next chapter
6 ]. u/ I% X1 M7 ^# { _; _* K* Fin my book of transformations - h G; t2 A1 s, {7 E8 w& J4 c
is already written. k. @6 H* M" K! C A5 }. P, g
I am not done with my changes.$ X5 s" z" e, { z- W: j0 t8 c
—Stanley Kunitz/ |5 o5 |4 I2 e7 m7 ^& ~* w% R
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