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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。( G6 @/ V3 i- e* w5 j: M' @
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. L5 ~3 V. {; u% _ _ |5 ?
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The layers- G5 M+ ]9 B# X+ n) v# N* s2 R
2 `$ m4 Q$ ~1 \, [0 ?0 v2 {I have walked through many websites,
3 Y h( h# C) m! C/ Osome of them I like,
8 g& a# m$ M; L, \0 Eand some of them I do not like./ F# N% R. d X: R
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
& y! o0 |) K6 H- o8 rout of his true affections.
0 Y* \6 \4 D( o* _8 L1 LI go, I go% I: _5 H, p, H6 r: J
exulting somewhat,
: X+ \ Z/ I+ i0 hwith my will intact to go
) m! `5 M, z* A: Q; zwherever I need to go,
; {# j& }" a/ p+ K! h2 D( @6 S$ Tand every post on the Edmontonchina Community
! S5 P' ~7 _9 z) s" ~Precious to me.
P8 q/ _ k1 U2 [$ ?& J" O- S! ^In my darkest night,
: L d. l) i& e9 }% Cwhen the moon was covered
# g( {* z* f! E5 M6 \$ oand I roamed through websites,
7 z& a \7 X5 F8 H7 z* s8 |+ @a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice - }: l1 I! o `4 r9 G
directed me:6 d- X. z5 s; `$ L6 |0 y* O5 @( `) N
Live in the layers
% L: B9 W! ^* _; P8 [: i; I1 G6 Rnot on the litter.; O" h8 U4 v: F9 I1 {
Though I lack the art
9 `8 k9 p k& d7 A( c- H2 uto decipher it,
3 j: r8 e/ p8 x% x. x; w3 k$ _0 V* S7 Wno doubt the next chaper
# C$ k' N8 K8 A4 c6 Ain my book of transformations- w1 P8 {# ~" u% x7 C) E
is already written., L" l; p: D; W5 J
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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原文在此:* O! y2 j c, J4 c
: o1 B9 C5 T# q. M' QThe Layers8 m% w7 Q3 ]+ B6 Z4 X
* g3 k. X5 l; P' LI have walked through many lives,
7 K3 t$ }% w" ?, z+ \ Usome of them my own, 8 e0 O( x" q7 ^- H6 z! m; v
and I am not who I was,
, A. L. v n$ x kthough some principle of being / [( n; W( y% a1 p- n+ X
abides, from which I struggle
) d+ Q( U2 R& ~% bnot to stray. + N5 Q# ?1 D' w2 }# H' G
When I look behind,
; m6 }, t6 d( G x( v3 Aas I am compelled to look 5 H$ m7 ?) `* j
before I can gather strength # B% G" ^9 s" K, Z* J" [
to proceed on my journey, " i) c2 T+ L, C* n8 t. }- a' X7 P
I see the milestones dwindling ) m$ v6 t/ w3 v8 f7 u% y
toward the horizon # t1 p' {' k8 N' _2 z
and the slow fires trailing & @5 ]0 u! B4 t. u4 q K3 D
from the abandoned camp-sites,
) `2 _+ a# C% x: q$ cover which scavenger angels 3 U: l. F( v3 i3 M
wheel on heavy wings.
. U& c8 Z$ s. \. O! j1 x8 HOh, I have made myself a tribe ( ?/ ?9 \6 t" R, S
out of my true affections, # o/ P& E+ Q$ w
and my tribe is scattered! 9 z* A& @# t3 S! H
How shall the heart be reconciled 4 u9 w' Q% ^, T/ z
to its feast of losses?
+ ?! {0 l& U9 Q2 cIn a rising wind 8 w$ n1 s/ U9 |8 b
the manic dust of my friends,
1 t! E/ c0 D. C) b ]those who fell along the way,
; L2 j7 E- v* g; N) U4 Jbitterly stings my face.
! j b0 | b: mYet I turn, I turn,
& Y) m# Q7 u2 @6 j4 N( mexulting somewhat, 5 h! Y8 }8 ^- I& v1 X" F+ l
with my will intact to go
; c3 r( M) x( }0 D. v) Ewhereever I need to go, V+ I% T) J! S. h9 Z( T$ K
and every stone on the road * t! W+ M! v+ ?: V
precious to me.
8 }8 D0 t. Z6 u! ?9 qIn my darkest night,
0 e0 B7 C1 C) h ^8 i; }: Kwhen the moon was covered
% L# p1 p: x3 g7 P5 }! d5 Gand I roamed through wreckage,
2 e6 _ r2 z: c6 g7 b9 }5 s) Ia nimbus-clouded voice # M l: M b4 O5 A9 o) `
directed me:
# Z' u9 X6 A/ C! E9 T* B"Live in the layers, 0 ~) Q7 E" z# D$ b
not on the litter." 2 h, Z& e' G! N9 I# O
Though I lack the art
& J/ e) ?% G1 fto decipher it,
' v3 I, n# w: U% S1 Ano doubt the next chapter 9 }& h: u* Z/ M1 V' r9 L: p0 S
in my book of transformations
* Z7 M! K8 x$ v6 [7 G u# C/ Q* e( Jis already written.
8 S7 s5 m# U8 G; R6 j' [I am not done with my changes.
( v- p/ l$ U" U8 l2 q$ G- D/ q8 B( M—Stanley Kunitz9 E3 ` N: ^+ O3 V& s! W+ N: O
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