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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' x3 }7 m& C( b+ `, {9 O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 I9 T% r6 h: t4 |
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" ~. b4 G# \0 q; j& V4 S q The layers9 X" ?& _# s7 [# i. u8 f
# O8 W3 n1 \1 TI have walked through many websites,
9 h7 z% k7 I2 T4 q x# usome of them I like,/ J$ i8 I# u+ z0 V
and some of them I do not like.4 G0 ^. a) u. v+ W d5 d; z1 ~
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
/ T. w; V% C! f8 Dout of his true affections.' K( ]0 `9 o5 [8 t, q" Z# L+ U
I go, I go: x- }' o2 e9 k* [' B
exulting somewhat,
" R" H1 K1 n+ k, g0 Cwith my will intact to go
0 T. ~" h0 `/ l6 {wherever I need to go," A6 U9 L# p0 |( l; c8 y
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
" u |! ^, d/ [ X/ vPrecious to me." X" u9 f7 g' H4 p7 I, M
In my darkest night, ( A* v: t) i" _6 v& d% R7 V% V
when the moon was covered3 ~4 a) U% ~7 g
and I roamed through websites,# u6 {: j; k/ Q, g6 L
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice 0 Z; f, G& a2 l R) W0 O# z; |) j
directed me:, G, D6 i6 f0 j# N* v7 @$ q/ v
Live in the layers9 z- M: q% [8 j z; O) \1 k0 B
not on the litter.; g! m1 ~" e& r& q6 d
Though I lack the art
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no doubt the next chaper
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, f% N2 M& K* t+ G2 }0 Kis already written.
! }; T8 Q* f# ]+ X" R( [I love to live with Edmontonchina Community." ]5 i0 |9 D- _$ A0 W4 o7 G! i
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原文在此:0 u |5 a3 h0 A W& u; _
E# v) Q) ~. i) EThe Layers; B& T6 ]) J% y9 d9 `" R
a% D# x& d' a" L4 G# KI have walked through many lives,
; k. f& L, ]- S, W5 o# Y3 \some of them my own, Q# V; y* G% a2 B
and I am not who I was,
3 L k6 c9 n9 `* athough some principle of being
+ a* p, C6 t% r1 G. z: w% jabides, from which I struggle
/ n6 a9 d) I( |- Y, V3 Pnot to stray.
& R b8 Q, [8 X) }/ ?7 hWhen I look behind, ) O! a8 B9 o @- L" N& T
as I am compelled to look
9 z$ Z8 I5 P$ Y* G6 nbefore I can gather strength
U* A3 |4 |7 [* d) V5 E [to proceed on my journey, 5 a4 p5 U1 L7 {, a1 d" \0 D: a* ^0 l
I see the milestones dwindling
6 \4 c8 p5 p( R, z% F3 i) _toward the horizon / A! @+ o% M. d. r) N& c, u* q
and the slow fires trailing
. N1 p( U" D9 Ufrom the abandoned camp-sites, # M5 m. @) v9 l' [8 @7 U# {( e
over which scavenger angels ! Y. K4 c$ X/ H' w
wheel on heavy wings. 0 h" x l# n0 e4 k
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
' @, V; a4 O7 l. n5 F& @out of my true affections,
, w' T6 Y+ T* G8 P7 M; Uand my tribe is scattered!
9 r1 h/ Y0 a( g* {4 [How shall the heart be reconciled
2 |3 T% i& F& ]. y4 `to its feast of losses?
* ~* v# Q- u$ o4 ]8 D8 ~. vIn a rising wind
/ d% ~$ l; s( @: G* x" Hthe manic dust of my friends,
C* ]7 P0 ^# H6 A# Sthose who fell along the way, , `. a8 e: z1 A6 Z; o8 H& `
bitterly stings my face.
`% ]2 \; g# k: aYet I turn, I turn, : \0 M+ l# t1 ]
exulting somewhat,
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whereever I need to go,
( s1 Z( F# v: z9 ^# i" Zand every stone on the road w% k1 j/ M, [% s7 R
precious to me.
n$ u e0 j7 P- j: {In my darkest night, . N$ R4 m* S0 g1 y' s `* E0 T
when the moon was covered 7 y: w1 N6 D% J K# t7 J; G4 \
and I roamed through wreckage,
7 [! q, b8 x3 Q9 S0 Sa nimbus-clouded voice
: m; G2 Y5 q- V" g' t! qdirected me: ) c! w3 B# F/ t9 T
"Live in the layers, + Y. R0 V8 I0 m
not on the litter."
3 }/ }/ U% Q1 H0 R) zThough I lack the art * s! L0 j$ L& F' d! O
to decipher it,
) u0 P0 w, h2 ?9 I e6 ?$ Ono doubt the next chapter
5 o. ~; n0 V. q) l4 T/ sin my book of transformations + M% g' u" c3 A" L+ v1 s
is already written. ( ?) b& Y% n4 E! Y
I am not done with my changes.
) b- [4 o( R9 \% u u% Q- s—Stanley Kunitz7 D7 L, e! C' e2 ?1 x
7 a; m& T; O8 Z0 n( |# Z0 j[ 本帖最后由 betterbest 于 2009-3-31 13:31 编辑 ] |
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