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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。* u3 U$ l1 w+ x
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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% U1 N0 z3 W9 @6 @ The layers
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# r1 J+ |7 ^5 G( t' TI have walked through many websites, ?1 ? |3 l5 t; b+ n
some of them I like,8 k& D M M: b; _# y
and some of them I do not like.) g2 y. e; y( Y2 m
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe9 X/ s# t; @9 r: Z/ D0 j2 D
out of his true affections.1 g* U8 a# v7 w
I go, I go
4 v" F8 T% i. p* C! C# F( @exulting somewhat,
' h6 `' n$ _2 H( I( Pwith my will intact to go
' {$ X* L0 g) w1 `wherever I need to go,
p- U: u* z8 [! d& hand every post on the Edmontonchina Community
0 @% J8 |) w9 J3 J. F% g/ LPrecious to me.
9 j% |. q J$ r* `; ]" Q+ BIn my darkest night,
- O0 v$ K- B( m: I1 S: i: rwhen the moon was covered
1 Q% F3 k' H0 O9 x, v9 C# n" Mand I roamed through websites,
9 I; }" ~- [4 ca nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice 0 l; A2 n5 l4 w
directed me:& W8 u3 g4 t( U k0 S0 p6 |
Live in the layers3 d3 U% m$ r) U$ W
not on the litter./ W* ?. i, g; }8 T( K
Though I lack the art 8 C& M# V9 y4 ]6 C: d* Q
to decipher it,, g" B2 n2 ]1 w- @ l! _. |
no doubt the next chaper
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is already written.
$ C6 r6 ` ]( X; `6 t& nI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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; `" Z2 a: ]: g( [原文在此:
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The Layers% Y7 `- R1 o' |; y4 `7 b
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I have walked through many lives,
. X* Z" {1 c2 B* Z9 d9 L7 ssome of them my own,
5 J% e# @, i" P( G! Fand I am not who I was, 8 u% Q" M, J+ y5 J& y# {7 L
though some principle of being
$ R7 c& D+ {. T; tabides, from which I struggle
' m$ G* b0 Q: L b0 A2 Nnot to stray. 3 ?/ C' O/ W2 u- D. S
When I look behind,
4 d6 H! n: S0 N& c2 Tas I am compelled to look / V7 z: `0 Y3 N% q' m0 [
before I can gather strength 6 C* N) E- t3 x& f5 [; G& ~& V5 r
to proceed on my journey,
# K5 } [9 R8 a( I6 l9 I# [I see the milestones dwindling + m A [9 ^! B$ i, \
toward the horizon " G; C+ z+ h& r. N" T
and the slow fires trailing 0 ]/ o/ f& ^$ ~! G/ B
from the abandoned camp-sites, & ?/ e8 w- } g# l) R
over which scavenger angels
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' V, M8 [6 s# V! [3 C) F4 UOh, I have made myself a tribe / | I) z/ {/ B j. ?' N
out of my true affections, 8 I2 u& w3 b# R6 E4 w' f' ]
and my tribe is scattered! ) G. O5 {6 A2 U. A2 |% u5 R
How shall the heart be reconciled u, T, y6 B+ V
to its feast of losses? 9 N2 ~# e" }$ G% `: a
In a rising wind 1 F* \1 u% q/ f# F- Y) h) U9 A
the manic dust of my friends,
2 ^1 H9 K* w# q( L* t vthose who fell along the way, 2 ^$ I0 m- p* e/ a" N
bitterly stings my face.
1 @) @5 W7 i: k2 p9 @2 mYet I turn, I turn,
, h$ ~/ h+ Q& T" b& |exulting somewhat, : m! Z+ m: z. S1 d1 ^3 f" l: d$ D
with my will intact to go
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and every stone on the road $ C) o9 _) U' y- O5 i" {( |3 x7 ]
precious to me.
9 P+ ~# W5 w6 s) S8 j+ y" jIn my darkest night, : |1 L/ z6 [: f Q0 J3 t- j
when the moon was covered
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a nimbus-clouded voice
- I7 L6 r+ d$ j2 ?' @9 Hdirected me:
2 m4 H; S! o. M/ v! \1 U2 g"Live in the layers, 3 ^: S' j/ n/ h8 _
not on the litter." , H$ I5 w! o& w
Though I lack the art
! O- z6 N2 N1 B3 h$ @to decipher it, 6 T1 x8 M/ w5 y& z( Q s/ J
no doubt the next chapter $ o# @2 | i( P9 l7 q7 ?3 r
in my book of transformations
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I am not done with my changes.: k; {3 G, b, U) T) V8 |
—Stanley Kunitz
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