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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。- u* O$ K/ Z/ ~7 K" L& M) a; `
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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/ Z0 ?. a) D! R7 ?5 J The layers
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; p5 P! d- K! I7 S/ l- j, _; WI have walked through many websites,2 s1 }$ `( ?' ^1 \* W
some of them I like,
9 R; J' b) w; F1 Gand some of them I do not like.$ D( s* [0 Q2 c3 j; t0 d9 l) ]
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe' `4 s2 N/ p% U3 C) ?7 S: j* r E- m
out of his true affections.
z' c' n( J* O! D0 MI go, I go
+ }+ ~9 o# T' M( q, e- x3 Iexulting somewhat,
( }2 E: c/ P4 h! ~! |; Nwith my will intact to go+ b# A' K" u7 s% d+ n% d% C
wherever I need to go,
! J P2 D2 n9 T, k2 e7 Fand every post on the Edmontonchina Community ( ?- j5 n' u' `
Precious to me.
* w) {/ T* Q. j& z! \/ r/ ^In my darkest night, 3 N% e" Y3 N" x- m# E
when the moon was covered
; o& D X$ o+ B9 g+ [1 n1 vand I roamed through websites,# Q& q: X1 ~# m# L4 E# |
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice - \1 `' s% L0 j* J) v0 D
directed me:7 J, j* B% u/ `5 {' A" o
Live in the layers
8 z: q* F1 S7 f b* |, unot on the litter.
4 h/ c- y( \7 r1 n- J( BThough I lack the art
5 s1 ~( x0 f4 g' G7 T5 h: K( m1 dto decipher it,$ V: I4 Y3 H, w" k' H( ^
no doubt the next chaper$ o9 u& ^8 o6 {6 _ k! D# P6 ^% ]
in my book of transformations
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1 e W3 ^ r- P7 q1 d3 pI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.+ B( a7 c$ q/ E" ~" g( R
( j" a5 G% d. o% K$ |原文在此: S+ T$ ^9 A* q/ J) K) K
5 _, Y4 v8 c2 r' [+ {, BThe Layers: X0 c" P5 x0 E, f$ H. f# X( F
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I have walked through many lives, 6 E: ]+ H+ o( [" V5 p* [
some of them my own, 3 z: D6 Y! U. C, W* t# n, g: C" x
and I am not who I was, ; p& g) U- h. i8 i2 p- ]: }
though some principle of being , ^7 ]' h1 c) C0 y/ S6 E
abides, from which I struggle
2 P( ?$ s! @$ l# S1 Knot to stray. 9 t3 ], T$ u8 p# ?3 x! w9 v1 h" ^
When I look behind, : b) N7 m( \$ g4 \3 U' z
as I am compelled to look
* i% W6 D$ B, E$ S; U) E* K. ybefore I can gather strength 8 G: j* |% R# i- ~, j
to proceed on my journey, / J6 ^: x0 P* C7 C: ?
I see the milestones dwindling $ s/ C0 A" ~4 M# e2 Y% k5 L
toward the horizon 1 Q5 R. y) Y# n) s @
and the slow fires trailing 6 G l" f) {) e" C
from the abandoned camp-sites,
( n4 [7 b' B- v2 P0 Y9 S/ g' W0 Xover which scavenger angels
1 e& X' p3 M) n p& ?/ Uwheel on heavy wings.
, N8 @0 ~- ]& |2 h) m" b1 { H% `Oh, I have made myself a tribe
" r$ K! y: D4 a% Cout of my true affections,
" }& M% ?# W7 t9 r' E; F; j2 Uand my tribe is scattered! 6 f: u- {; q3 B$ h
How shall the heart be reconciled G& K: {# F) i
to its feast of losses?
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the manic dust of my friends, * }: i: n0 n) Z: T4 h5 c
those who fell along the way,
8 E* u) z6 q- R3 x, L8 h! xbitterly stings my face. * L" J G3 q' L1 z; f6 S
Yet I turn, I turn,
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with my will intact to go
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and every stone on the road
& V8 g$ `: z% q2 fprecious to me.
, R7 h# _# ~5 F2 c: _In my darkest night, 2 p3 Z4 `& u* P3 y* Q
when the moon was covered
+ `! o0 p4 O# n2 o( N* Q/ Oand I roamed through wreckage,
$ S; U/ o2 ~$ N$ N0 Aa nimbus-clouded voice $ G' O" X. S, D4 {! z
directed me:
7 _4 X: C9 B. J' p% p3 p"Live in the layers,
$ M9 W x( z% inot on the litter." ' A6 J0 N! @$ T' M0 p& K
Though I lack the art
7 B. H6 ^. T6 ?- ^, }! Nto decipher it, 9 |+ V& |: u; [7 v
no doubt the next chapter
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is already written.
2 h( K6 U) X/ }% AI am not done with my changes.
5 B( j/ p# e- x3 E1 y2 B—Stanley Kunitz
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