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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。 k+ @# I& ?8 h" q5 J! z
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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The layers
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: A( k4 f7 H7 p) y5 H/ I) TI have walked through many websites,9 V3 R& n" O7 r7 b6 F6 _1 @; c
some of them I like,
1 S4 o! F. R4 i; pand some of them I do not like.# e, P: g' v7 i
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
( Z5 D0 q( L" T2 `out of his true affections.
( z! ]/ S1 ~/ S4 sI go, I go
* d% `6 l5 y4 ]* N. }exulting somewhat,
, H! _6 ?; T/ q# V- owith my will intact to go
3 ~6 c/ F3 X& z7 Qwherever I need to go,7 [4 @+ W' @, h" A% W! m1 \
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community ) H# a0 B7 O, Y* p
Precious to me.+ q4 @( V- E5 X6 o
In my darkest night, ) J$ ?) y& L7 w6 s
when the moon was covered
6 h$ K& L- B3 T9 Q% g. rand I roamed through websites,% j% D3 b$ ~* I K2 l
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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Live in the layers
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7 P( R5 h) [, G& x+ |. gThough I lack the art 7 g8 G7 V7 C; L$ B& S/ G6 ?5 L
to decipher it,
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in my book of transformations
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, p2 I9 Y9 p4 }* \6 I5 YI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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The Layers
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I have walked through many lives, ! n* R+ p, E! z& w" p4 M; r6 L4 T; \, }
some of them my own, 2 ]: l0 a) t. [4 c
and I am not who I was, ( U) o* j: p& I- B
though some principle of being . v7 D* T- E4 V2 W- _ w
abides, from which I struggle * `( C9 k& i# T( x* b' Y
not to stray. ! a( P( z' P/ @$ N: r; [
When I look behind,
. J% G! s$ [) \' G) `* h+ Q( Bas I am compelled to look
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I see the milestones dwindling
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and the slow fires trailing
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wheel on heavy wings.
& R9 C: ^, _1 u* x- {$ [Oh, I have made myself a tribe
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, C- K$ x" |1 Vand my tribe is scattered! 6 ^! D) P3 P8 p
How shall the heart be reconciled
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In a rising wind * e3 R6 k; u& y9 d0 b% o
the manic dust of my friends, - I* t; x7 c/ ~. i$ ^( J
those who fell along the way,
$ w# V& w. j: H6 N, s4 @0 ]4 Hbitterly stings my face.
, {$ p7 Q9 E: u. ^6 M+ OYet I turn, I turn, - s0 K5 j7 {7 S3 \ r+ `
exulting somewhat, / N7 l+ x1 S5 |4 W* H
with my will intact to go
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and every stone on the road 7 v$ _' f9 N& R' w# m3 C/ b
precious to me. . p$ r o0 M+ q0 E
In my darkest night,
- f) N& g* b! @, |. \ ?when the moon was covered
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a nimbus-clouded voice 1 ~8 _/ G( H- i( O& z) U
directed me: + I; ], z# @6 f( q- Q% i8 S: P& u( Z
"Live in the layers,
# x) G( ?" T8 J7 K4 Wnot on the litter." ) j5 H" c x( l# k
Though I lack the art + i8 \9 \4 f5 C& Y4 E+ N+ P
to decipher it, ( h0 [ w- P0 O9 {! V/ k0 R% Z6 O
no doubt the next chapter
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I am not done with my changes.9 r' m1 q6 L& X" m; Z7 b
—Stanley Kunitz
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