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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。( j5 o9 x/ g7 W9 J& Y
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 Kunitz9 C: Z6 e( `( p: W5 g* M& e' |
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% ?/ I4 y! p! g8 B The layers; N' c0 X, h# m3 V. V
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I have walked through many websites,
9 T; E/ T" A1 o4 T! {1 q8 L) Asome of them I like," A# L" C# w) l1 \' Q4 |0 N4 Y
and some of them I do not like.
) ]0 g7 f% E% iOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
7 h/ \ j w) xout of his true affections.; l* G; o* _& r: k# A+ ]7 i5 k# Y
I go, I go9 H# a& {* ?1 H! O/ K6 a
exulting somewhat, : V- w% a6 u! d) J' p4 d
with my will intact to go; e9 Q3 d6 x7 f- K! q& l
wherever I need to go,) ?6 A' m: Z. `
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
6 C. |% x5 b, B3 ^" [& C4 xPrecious to me.! p9 Q2 m# b4 I8 f* ~
In my darkest night,
* {9 h' Z1 P! f9 a5 ?when the moon was covered. w' G" ?# p J: R5 g2 j7 g2 Y
and I roamed through websites,
2 S( |7 l, R, o4 Ja nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
% [! G2 X/ |' s4 m- k# S- H( k- Fdirected me:
( G! y7 K% l. u' _) pLive in the layers* h. { j! L* J# [
not on the litter.
' L) G L- q2 M! `+ NThough I lack the art / L$ ?" _: o$ p6 Q
to decipher it,
, k$ h# v5 ]3 N7 q; Y, Vno doubt the next chaper$ P9 I) g" e. S/ Z- {$ ?
in my book of transformations3 H2 a8 o3 C) x% B" W7 E4 D' l
is already written.- U' I6 T7 r4 W; b7 w9 a& q
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.3 Q. l2 ?. W7 X6 v1 c
8 {9 C$ r- f1 P9 m( |0 K原文在此:4 s1 ^+ o2 f& r( A3 V* ^8 e
" m v* E1 C6 qThe Layers4 E) ]& `0 w: Z& ~" ^( J% s% D
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I have walked through many lives,
. n/ d" G. B$ s q2 }some of them my own,
/ K/ L6 B+ Z* U9 b+ H. rand I am not who I was,
. a8 s) \! m; V$ k' Sthough some principle of being
/ l" K$ t! E6 E8 k- N9 {0 Cabides, from which I struggle
, H9 O: o* [# |! M$ E9 onot to stray.
/ _7 w8 L6 F6 J' ^" y) Z* fWhen I look behind,
2 y( y+ M7 u0 z+ Z6 was I am compelled to look 9 J5 y% u( R3 L2 ?
before I can gather strength
' z8 f: @/ d2 ^6 N/ |5 ?to proceed on my journey,
0 m2 [9 b: N5 R% |. K yI see the milestones dwindling
4 n3 `" C6 C( n3 X' V' Ptoward the horizon
! R) x7 ~; d* G+ g, U6 n& [and the slow fires trailing
# H" f+ |) F& i+ j# pfrom the abandoned camp-sites, 4 O6 u& R0 [5 \/ Q2 O4 ~
over which scavenger angels
# P! H- x) N% ~* m! q( U$ Zwheel on heavy wings.
' k- S+ O" r9 QOh, I have made myself a tribe
5 |1 ^& {3 ?( S6 t- X' ^out of my true affections,
- E# v1 O& n. R4 A2 ]and my tribe is scattered!
& I) ] w4 m( ]3 d8 IHow shall the heart be reconciled 2 j3 E( z$ n" X1 Y7 o7 h8 m; P4 @$ `
to its feast of losses?
7 U$ W9 v7 y) X+ K/ }1 _In a rising wind 0 ?% S5 J; M0 ?+ I ?
the manic dust of my friends, ! n5 B. M( t% ]$ Q, H
those who fell along the way, + O: `: N, k0 K y2 A
bitterly stings my face.
/ v4 R% i" l: h' wYet I turn, I turn, 4 |! G& z1 P+ L( r* H$ b
exulting somewhat, ' v4 f0 v8 Q1 t$ Q9 H1 F: r
with my will intact to go 5 E& Z* C# w( Q% u, a
whereever I need to go,
1 t/ B# O- y* Z: d. H( R3 eand every stone on the road + e- ?) W+ M% A6 X3 \
precious to me.
. Y3 ?/ _0 r" d H0 A7 p4 B4 ]/ d; wIn my darkest night, 6 y _. R# M6 _! b1 O% c- x
when the moon was covered 4 i2 n: ^8 P2 L: v* S9 m3 j
and I roamed through wreckage, ! Z8 T+ p$ r2 u* R( z9 g
a nimbus-clouded voice ) a. s6 x/ t/ H
directed me: ' P) T( P) `" [8 T7 f. A4 B
"Live in the layers,
& |1 s0 K- K( G5 h) L Knot on the litter." h9 B8 w: p% q S
Though I lack the art
" |9 o2 f2 h( B* I4 rto decipher it,
& w9 }2 w- }( s5 Xno doubt the next chapter
" y& D2 {# R4 y) D) Hin my book of transformations
/ _4 _& F# y% fis already written.
( D# B; c0 w ]+ B( A" z, XI am not done with my changes.2 I3 F& {, |) u- }% C: l
—Stanley Kunitz
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