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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。! R! w. b4 l" O3 @
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 Kunitz7 E/ o: ?9 y% F
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e0 r; p( A' O n, X The layers' X i9 F: b! K3 e
# v% J* [6 @. m% K4 t2 dI have walked through many websites,8 k3 O5 r* {* X! X* a
some of them I like,
8 U2 M3 ]4 o/ n* [and some of them I do not like.
$ @+ ~+ d9 R3 A$ hOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
6 W( G ^( N8 J% fout of his true affections.
9 H/ f! \, j9 l+ h& e$ |* eI go, I go# K3 w: K4 l% V, l
exulting somewhat, 8 M) J5 d( H- |( A! l D
with my will intact to go% N% n* _* ?+ I7 o
wherever I need to go,
2 w9 E1 E# i& Y% i* f" Dand every post on the Edmontonchina Community
7 f; _9 f- P$ ?4 fPrecious to me.
# \( V) z u3 w; D- M/ Y8 X9 SIn my darkest night,
' Z/ P l' z% |5 N8 b: |when the moon was covered
, R* i/ U9 [ H8 P0 ?4 Oand I roamed through websites,
' f/ i" h# m/ m( C; ka nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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3 g2 I, A0 {9 w: z n4 c: m- rLive in the layers
8 A9 s b6 c3 X' e: l+ lnot on the litter.
" V: o' ?7 i: G% c% ZThough I lack the art # ]% ?7 @) Z. ^& F) ?
to decipher it,
' w5 y$ {) g. R5 ano doubt the next chaper
; d2 _% |0 y. U* Y- R4 Sin my book of transformations
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I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.% m! h* m! s+ e' L& L% ~! q" l
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原文在此:0 Y% u9 a: f0 N- P4 j* @6 r! N
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The Layers+ M' O& k9 q3 x9 V8 @6 |" Y& D
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I have walked through many lives, 8 Z4 ^( Q1 {1 o2 l* a& `
some of them my own,
! y) l3 Q, m: y: U% A9 K! Cand I am not who I was, . N1 S3 b& ]7 y
though some principle of being
6 ^$ N! j- ?5 C- U8 E7 nabides, from which I struggle
, i y# C& S1 M$ U) V$ Jnot to stray. c: ^8 X: s+ L3 d1 ?
When I look behind,
6 H0 {4 P. c2 Q/ `as I am compelled to look
% _9 Q4 r; @# J/ Q# R/ nbefore I can gather strength
: e \( B! O+ T* x8 ^8 ]3 Pto proceed on my journey, $ m' r* t* h/ e1 _. n5 f3 q
I see the milestones dwindling
( \& {- V. \( ]5 ~1 F$ n9 Itoward the horizon + H& ~6 ~1 p$ ~8 b3 I3 R! q2 V
and the slow fires trailing
& H- e) b, M5 |2 J5 z9 R5 ~) vfrom the abandoned camp-sites, : \, r4 ^( `% b! U: x
over which scavenger angels : w. a( d3 ~8 b9 U
wheel on heavy wings.
! v( x" w( Z3 H0 }$ O7 E/ p" `Oh, I have made myself a tribe
k$ P& y0 U& v/ k3 U% mout of my true affections, + F1 i3 z! b _7 }
and my tribe is scattered! # a: R+ z4 L$ `9 Q7 ?' A E
How shall the heart be reconciled
. C* k$ z3 s3 {! qto its feast of losses? 8 s5 L9 O% i( T6 {1 _- C
In a rising wind ' N8 D; ^1 v3 ] e; ~
the manic dust of my friends, ( n+ g' I) J7 U6 R3 F
those who fell along the way, ; w& G+ t0 Q. s
bitterly stings my face. 4 [ d2 m8 q9 \5 Q Y
Yet I turn, I turn, 4 s( }2 g- }# p' T: p
exulting somewhat, 8 c* z6 T, x U( _& C) n+ z5 Z
with my will intact to go # F+ g0 |$ M" G0 R+ K
whereever I need to go, ) g6 ]; g& Q# N2 o7 T
and every stone on the road
) p6 u. X/ W. K& h( pprecious to me. ! X; m8 x: `) p9 f
In my darkest night,
8 L+ `6 g: G1 [" }. q5 cwhen the moon was covered
9 ?! U( [ A& |2 W; P5 Z* Fand I roamed through wreckage, : A7 H' p6 A( H# ?0 `/ D W5 n
a nimbus-clouded voice & M% q! S, U$ T- B
directed me:
6 [) s! S1 n4 ?" T! X# h$ `/ b# P& ]( ?( @"Live in the layers, / Y9 O o" U) O/ o3 C
not on the litter."
: L) U6 u# X" W- SThough I lack the art " o7 Y2 @/ @) H" Z/ @9 @
to decipher it, $ Y3 Y4 n& |0 E* f; J& I2 q( R' _" r
no doubt the next chapter
w# L# u9 x- V1 t1 `( Z4 v: Nin my book of transformations
; K. Y8 o0 b, f7 e' ^# s9 M5 _is already written.
/ J1 ]4 O, U+ g$ FI am not done with my changes.
7 r5 l) ?/ A$ I1 j) S- ^4 {- n—Stanley Kunitz! H+ n' u2 R! O/ ]- G
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