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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。3 E: q% n6 o5 X) Z+ f
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 Kunitz0 [ e3 @# y c; {- U$ E P) y
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The layers/ Z8 y! @& z/ e$ g
6 [: u2 m; Z( H, O0 V$ zI have walked through many websites,
' A. A# K- t- H+ Msome of them I like,8 a2 K" |: t! u& v
and some of them I do not like.* P& f3 _: p3 }. R
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
0 x& D# o$ s5 G! [; jout of his true affections.
N( U/ M' p2 A: F) GI go, I go. |/ e4 X6 {2 x+ y( i; G& h/ K; H
exulting somewhat,
/ O1 J" ], k) y9 H- [with my will intact to go
- J, j( Y% P4 K. v( z+ I$ `wherever I need to go,
6 T1 l, l, j. F5 n6 Y& s, h! Jand every post on the Edmontonchina Community
# h$ v' }- E, R" i# l' aPrecious to me./ C1 D0 |5 E/ e5 N: X+ N
In my darkest night,
" e4 ?# [/ K8 \# gwhen the moon was covered
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a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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% H, N6 y( x0 p7 a5 G) \Live in the layers
! j4 ?) l$ o' @+ Enot on the litter.* N! H, x5 \# M e4 \8 u( z
Though I lack the art
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no doubt the next chaper7 q6 U/ D# i+ i% d- E
in my book of transformations; b# n- l. c0 @1 z! C
is already written.
* S* B! O' o2 p2 f7 TI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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原文在此:: ^. X' K5 h- C( M# R! n" T& v
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The Layers% T( L5 i: G. T$ {. U
( n" { G8 j5 _5 fI have walked through many lives, 4 n; C& E0 a$ W0 }7 @; h
some of them my own, : e. @. E# e0 g2 `; u) t
and I am not who I was,
1 _* J* v8 ^) o& c0 Athough some principle of being $ S0 c8 S5 k1 Z! m E: r
abides, from which I struggle
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* x0 r8 D, Y4 ^9 y9 W: [0 R. [) IWhen I look behind, ! _! h8 [6 E* X1 ]5 Q
as I am compelled to look 5 M. l5 Y4 L! b% s
before I can gather strength ' L" `' q) l' K
to proceed on my journey,
; L5 P& K4 x0 v$ wI see the milestones dwindling & x( _6 c8 a- E: Z% r& a
toward the horizon
' l+ k; K- w, a2 I( \. g+ Xand the slow fires trailing - h# b( k q: ~7 X5 B9 W& @
from the abandoned camp-sites, ' x$ ~7 a& D! l, Q' M, K
over which scavenger angels * _: l5 e8 g3 d
wheel on heavy wings. & M }7 X' j# ]% }7 `. o- g5 t
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
L) v0 L3 T q# \! R% d( m) Aout of my true affections,
& G: y& o! I7 c% t0 wand my tribe is scattered!
' Y5 _4 i- J7 w' w/ ^/ e mHow shall the heart be reconciled + ^, U! _8 g% _* M
to its feast of losses?
: a9 J7 F% q3 j; x2 CIn a rising wind
% |" t+ A/ w- R- a. D, B5 l( Tthe manic dust of my friends,
+ W2 u7 C6 j0 Z) D; i9 j" F1 Xthose who fell along the way,
9 d' z' v! [8 C. z1 }bitterly stings my face. 8 {+ X# X! s* U* k0 L
Yet I turn, I turn, * u0 |- G3 o2 _, O& {
exulting somewhat, 2 L# G5 r( h( T0 l
with my will intact to go
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and every stone on the road 1 \+ }2 |8 F6 k6 ?! _9 C) m2 S8 F
precious to me. 0 `: [* q$ Y5 A
In my darkest night,
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directed me:
+ l+ @6 u# A* Y2 ~7 |$ c( f+ V1 o3 N"Live in the layers, D6 i3 @: t: @7 d7 @+ g* y/ Z
not on the litter." 2 W; |# H; S8 e- E
Though I lack the art Y# `3 C) z% O
to decipher it, + @. m9 p! U* O" p
no doubt the next chapter 8 ?5 N/ \/ a$ r; n- B8 }% [6 C# ^/ D
in my book of transformations
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6 H$ B4 j7 k1 V! pI am not done with my changes.$ o: _$ W1 ]- z* H3 {; u
—Stanley Kunitz
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