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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。+ J) {3 v! {5 g
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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; k- Q' O- e* D- l8 N' M The layers
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I have walked through many websites,
' G9 H9 C7 J" T6 v9 y) ?some of them I like,3 \; J) a' Y0 f! R1 k$ Z- l8 L
and some of them I do not like.
* i0 A8 W( U7 R' q1 E: JOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe9 f; d3 t0 M. C; O
out of his true affections.9 {5 e, n% y' q1 V4 `
I go, I go( f" Y# K- @; w& d% d% c& H2 K
exulting somewhat,
; Z ]. }' ]* C2 @* w+ Hwith my will intact to go( F% i. ~8 d f/ Y+ V: K
wherever I need to go,
4 Y! C5 n( ?; u# A( Nand every post on the Edmontonchina Community
* d; K) ]- B8 O( [+ ^- lPrecious to me.
- I7 m* e5 u( A6 }% j( ^; JIn my darkest night,
+ Y5 y' A3 y1 U/ v- Y' Uwhen the moon was covered8 U* i5 n2 e( h* H$ f& d: N. b
and I roamed through websites,6 o a/ y0 g; I$ r- s' n
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
5 K0 p( d; s! g: X/ ^directed me:
: d* Q. I% o9 _/ @Live in the layers1 g# L7 C9 Z6 m8 C1 ^7 X, |3 q
not on the litter.
2 B0 h, ?4 `' N" F+ PThough I lack the art
; R+ n2 d& c# c5 A) T0 qto decipher it,; `2 X& F) P: ~0 [% L* o
no doubt the next chaper) n8 \$ o, H( W! u
in my book of transformations( b( X3 O2 M4 q% }0 j) q; Z5 {
is already written.2 U8 G; h# X7 B# J
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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原文在此:
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! o: m+ A8 s C- {( }1 VThe Layers
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I have walked through many lives, 9 H n! X" P% | V& z& t
some of them my own, + v# U6 [! b1 M( m/ V/ V+ i
and I am not who I was,
+ y6 l9 o6 J/ F$ O! u4 R% Cthough some principle of being
) y7 Z1 y9 k2 q' R, x1 @abides, from which I struggle
/ D& u6 ~+ X R# ~not to stray.
# z& S4 r' N8 n5 RWhen I look behind,
; h! c. O4 n. ~; [) V, Ras I am compelled to look ; r9 J( k4 g& T+ A* d
before I can gather strength - E% I# h7 `. p) g0 P6 o2 F
to proceed on my journey, : {' d; _2 e! ?. [
I see the milestones dwindling $ n* ^9 q# Q9 M, a4 `6 {
toward the horizon
8 E+ n: _, R) F6 @2 e( h# z( \. ?and the slow fires trailing
$ B$ _5 v% T( ^9 L* Zfrom the abandoned camp-sites,
9 A7 C9 ]- X+ B# H Gover which scavenger angels
3 L6 b; F, S, k0 N1 p! ewheel on heavy wings. ! K" N* \' V2 d
Oh, I have made myself a tribe * o3 h; A+ s* k2 f
out of my true affections,
! v$ Y% Z3 g. ]1 X0 ]. U# Oand my tribe is scattered!
& P6 E1 i; W( c7 H/ G! G4 w( ]How shall the heart be reconciled
. w4 w2 a5 T, _; F& Kto its feast of losses?
$ x6 a6 U v9 y1 FIn a rising wind / o$ S% u" ?2 V( i; g+ c$ Y' C
the manic dust of my friends,
0 T( b8 J: ?5 h3 x) `3 Athose who fell along the way, " t. @! u8 h% q7 U: k7 X
bitterly stings my face.
' v* R. i6 L/ {0 O! O0 {% N& [ J# x- HYet I turn, I turn,
+ v$ p3 v# C7 p; {exulting somewhat,
2 d4 _; M( z* s, J# F! Mwith my will intact to go / d1 g3 F# h9 j- d" v' I" Q
whereever I need to go, - f! b$ u. M, M/ ^
and every stone on the road / H0 s2 W) t: p/ v
precious to me.
! A8 g& l/ g' [! }5 T( u0 tIn my darkest night, ! g' Q J# V' r' r1 T# P
when the moon was covered 1 I1 N( A2 L! e% }9 y7 p2 @
and I roamed through wreckage,
/ ? u8 ~7 O4 B) I ?) ?3 f1 sa nimbus-clouded voice x8 J4 q1 k4 c$ @% n8 C# \) J
directed me: ( c/ O& W0 b; U1 b1 Q
"Live in the layers,
/ y+ R& Z0 B, |1 Jnot on the litter."
9 t0 ] U' e) i- c$ o5 r; W5 HThough I lack the art : d, Y+ F# O& }; E- u
to decipher it, : k% v8 A3 x% ]! I
no doubt the next chapter 2 e: V- b9 i! u: i: {9 k
in my book of transformations
/ ~$ u0 L, j, jis already written. * J3 u S2 U- {: M) v- w( }
I am not done with my changes.. O3 z l3 \# U! T$ m
—Stanley Kunitz* J2 t( |5 ]& x6 v* k6 m
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