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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
" P: ?0 L2 l; e- w0 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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" H8 y6 q7 g+ J: [/ j The layers! J$ |& b+ b+ x& _
& Y$ }* e p3 ^2 g% g: S+ ~' wI have walked through many websites,
7 @5 O/ t5 p) W/ @# Psome of them I like,
: G& ?/ e! Y c+ F0 |" m, o2 O3 ]' band some of them I do not like.
0 a b' t8 @# iOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe; m' I3 S6 c% ], b
out of his true affections.9 y1 r. f+ f6 L% i' N1 r
I go, I go
# N9 x7 q" O4 r% S, l Iexulting somewhat,
/ d/ |6 z4 `6 b9 dwith my will intact to go1 M) V: w0 |8 z2 Y3 Y
wherever I need to go,$ O9 [2 W: R: [8 W" o! g
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
3 n; p" p9 s& T7 B0 OPrecious to me./ e7 x( _2 d( X- K
In my darkest night,
+ x6 {# ]( n& T1 I& b# w1 Lwhen the moon was covered$ z7 [+ g4 H+ ]$ J, Y
and I roamed through websites,2 f' S9 d) N n% ]" z0 w( j6 E$ u
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
4 H! r5 ?0 ~. g f# Vdirected me:2 m4 `1 e' M7 C ]. z! X
Live in the layers
8 b+ x* |8 `' b" a5 N6 Dnot on the litter.; ^4 \& ]& d# }- Y: t# ]
Though I lack the art
! n' M' O. b# h K6 Uto decipher it,8 g9 X2 |) ?& {8 q7 J( n2 A
no doubt the next chaper
5 h8 y# F( n! M6 E+ w) {! Nin my book of transformations: ^9 S4 b7 T( i8 V
is already written.: V0 E: S9 `* T2 X( R0 a
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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原文在此:4 V8 Z7 [$ d) _3 e
7 F5 A" k* Q$ X+ J/ PThe Layers
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: O5 a0 G7 o/ I4 c3 B4 S7 ^I have walked through many lives,
G. U' W3 x$ ]+ d% xsome of them my own,
% e' V2 O% Y5 i- ~0 D6 zand I am not who I was, + j2 E" P, ^" Q8 Y# D
though some principle of being
% T( c8 L/ V# k; pabides, from which I struggle 5 D0 I/ T: D" |
not to stray. . b V% o) `0 R2 ^
When I look behind, `) F* l3 Q8 {- V @$ [3 K, l
as I am compelled to look Y5 y9 W1 [( I) v' F
before I can gather strength 7 [7 ^- D$ x5 {
to proceed on my journey,
2 Q' ?+ _0 g# C0 A6 aI see the milestones dwindling
9 U: R5 w9 r- `% j" b* z3 M- Ytoward the horizon : w4 X0 w2 Y: ]2 B* P4 N/ p" ]% h
and the slow fires trailing
& N1 T) T z" t% o5 a& t8 H# Ffrom the abandoned camp-sites,
" q+ M2 b5 G8 y( G+ \over which scavenger angels
4 f& L7 r {& a3 ? S3 [wheel on heavy wings. 5 j& j: @6 t! p4 A
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
# b. k# y% R1 mout of my true affections,
6 b C. `9 z! Q7 v; _2 d* \and my tribe is scattered! , P8 f! Y$ S& o; e
How shall the heart be reconciled
8 P5 f5 N0 ]# ~. `! r$ z$ Ito its feast of losses? 3 X+ |- {( F( R
In a rising wind
/ w1 a5 t. i8 M" |1 Gthe manic dust of my friends, ' F) K% X+ O+ \
those who fell along the way, 2 m5 h+ ~, L9 |$ C
bitterly stings my face.
d5 e; p/ F6 f) K8 N8 E9 \. B# sYet I turn, I turn, 6 O9 n G% V. Y8 h; I
exulting somewhat,
0 b2 q7 l5 y6 |0 e O! owith my will intact to go
* s: T$ n# C! r$ B" `4 P4 `4 |whereever I need to go,
/ o+ S# L# X# x0 J m% B8 } `; zand every stone on the road 3 a5 I4 u, Y6 b/ g" o- k& w
precious to me. ! q4 R* r$ o- U' p' Q
In my darkest night,
6 n4 r" K& P' h( `! E3 Uwhen the moon was covered : r( M" M! u. F) p
and I roamed through wreckage,
: I( j8 t7 |( [5 @7 N7 B8 A0 k" c r% S" Fa nimbus-clouded voice
- `1 b" U# h3 H8 P4 Zdirected me:
! T" t7 Y! U, u% S5 E7 o"Live in the layers,
4 I- j8 s4 i% I2 gnot on the litter."
& L$ r M% n0 X2 P. D! R6 gThough I lack the art
0 S$ ?1 B; \1 c1 jto decipher it,
/ m8 H* W: u8 H \no doubt the next chapter
) Q9 ?; r& S4 L" P! N5 ]- \, `in my book of transformations
8 j4 A% C- v, r! Nis already written. ( c; ^4 _- ^/ V
I am not done with my changes.; C4 Y/ w7 h i) d8 i- N, k: J
—Stanley Kunitz6 F) O) E6 o- r* Z* u- {+ @$ n
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