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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。/ O/ E' x8 F. k: p
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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$ G$ @3 r/ z% s3 Q" y7 ? The layers) v" ^1 a6 v9 Q1 b# m
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I have walked through many websites,
- X" [+ t2 R5 {: `5 Esome of them I like,7 \6 {$ f3 T+ c$ p
and some of them I do not like.
2 V7 S2 l0 a3 b8 ]Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
7 R9 T+ I1 a* G% n. ~out of his true affections.
# h4 o: L- A8 c1 xI go, I go
! h4 E$ }8 `7 g* C% F6 s7 Cexulting somewhat, ' {2 f- W0 @ ]! p/ A+ L$ ?
with my will intact to go, T2 K6 h: s7 ?
wherever I need to go," Q; N7 Q, |+ A! j* T
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community : ?; c# } X. v, B2 U$ i! V
Precious to me.: h+ W& |: F! {' m- L( E9 I
In my darkest night, 5 s2 K0 s F& F1 o- q
when the moon was covered) t6 o* E5 `0 c' q
and I roamed through websites,$ C0 b$ b- R: h4 M) x
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice 2 R4 r& f. }& A" X+ t
directed me:8 K! }5 z0 } c+ q. w: \
Live in the layers8 o/ a4 p. ]1 \; ~: r8 s( H
not on the litter.- a# ]# w" f2 f2 r$ m
Though I lack the art
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no doubt the next chaper
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is already written.
2 d* t# J: d% R; J3 F" eI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.! @0 j; S9 g. \- X) C6 [+ e
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原文在此:, h1 U, m) a, r
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The Layers
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( k4 Z- ]2 n0 Z+ ^+ f1 C& P9 lI have walked through many lives,
; z D" ^5 n% [some of them my own,
) @ ~# }# S" L. O, v2 R8 jand I am not who I was, , v$ a* F2 S, O! I$ J- ]! h
though some principle of being 8 u' k$ e! P2 `3 d4 {; e
abides, from which I struggle ; R, D4 E+ N# L. ?; U3 P; R7 {
not to stray. 1 L( V# ~& S/ O1 J, T: j; M
When I look behind, 3 @7 T# ~& |$ T: g
as I am compelled to look ( R: V" g, m) W* P
before I can gather strength
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|* W/ t4 U# j, ]" c0 vI see the milestones dwindling
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and the slow fires trailing
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over which scavenger angels % v$ |( p, K1 d+ X3 g O& t
wheel on heavy wings. * B6 q: `+ K6 n( x
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
. S! g. p7 k9 r. C5 Q6 w Rout of my true affections,
2 L8 U9 F$ e1 g0 Oand my tribe is scattered!
" W% o( ~1 w& R* N/ s0 AHow shall the heart be reconciled
# |' d, m; c x0 a% Zto its feast of losses? ! r0 V* n4 X- e2 Z' u
In a rising wind
3 a: e: a9 Z) W) U& Athe manic dust of my friends,
6 B0 m+ a8 W6 _- x# qthose who fell along the way,
2 B& Z) H# }' b# D- S. M/ ^bitterly stings my face.
* B7 P8 t1 ~/ l' @- P. oYet I turn, I turn, I" i" j$ r* b/ S/ f' p
exulting somewhat, ) u8 ^; I9 o7 q; e
with my will intact to go
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6 N ?+ o8 R% t2 a \$ Dand every stone on the road ( }) |, G# N M1 j6 Q8 E, E7 w- z
precious to me. 2 k$ _4 y7 M/ j# Q$ R7 D
In my darkest night, G/ K: G! ]. @
when the moon was covered
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5 n9 {. D' M# R+ z- t0 ua nimbus-clouded voice 5 u7 O8 l9 f) O C$ d
directed me:
& v* W7 g. ^% V6 n& k D"Live in the layers,
3 x' `" u/ M D" Anot on the litter." 2 w/ `# }7 L( ^9 v5 k' e0 s8 J
Though I lack the art - u! J1 e+ S1 K- Y7 S
to decipher it, 5 f4 x6 |% r5 S3 z, J2 p& V
no doubt the next chapter
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& H$ N8 ~7 }# W% K9 [+ hI am not done with my changes.$ y$ u8 Z4 e3 C, P1 V! I
—Stanley Kunitz( L- S! V* u2 z7 L! N& R: `7 ^
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