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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。2 C" k& M. i7 G, z5 U6 e2 _( Z( 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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The layers' G) F% q# A" U4 P$ E) ~
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I have walked through many websites,
! g8 X* |, t; _some of them I like,# R! |" N% T0 k/ I# ` m) a% T( z( w
and some of them I do not like.
4 H0 f" U- x% L( R. v/ nOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
% P+ D6 m3 C2 Wout of his true affections.; L- T$ S0 }9 W
I go, I go1 Y1 a% O% \$ D2 }- m" [( A! q
exulting somewhat,
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8 w6 x0 l! o4 L5 F K0 Jwherever I need to go,3 L0 y9 ~* u9 Y7 b- ?$ u3 v
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
. O; N2 I, |' L5 U2 X4 FPrecious to me.1 f6 M4 v( s* H
In my darkest night, ! u s0 W% Y: z& s$ P( _2 m
when the moon was covered8 |0 V% b( y: W* f$ x; y; _+ ?# d
and I roamed through websites,
0 i( b4 z/ P% l- _/ ^ |4 C% ia nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
! [/ e7 {5 [3 k4 Hdirected me:
( I: o3 u3 U# v& W$ N6 E: m2 d1 cLive in the layers+ t, v7 `6 S4 C) @# }6 \7 G4 G
not on the litter.
! h! c q# h9 L* `* FThough I lack the art # U+ }! q& e0 N9 l: Q9 n0 X
to decipher it,
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in my book of transformations E& h2 g! H6 ~* M2 A# s6 t( c
is already written.4 W( b3 g O7 ^3 J
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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$ f6 U$ t- P0 o5 P原文在此:
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4 X- x8 {9 H! B+ b c+ ~% }The Layers2 J6 ^0 z& k% q
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I have walked through many lives, 1 D5 J2 E! z9 I: l$ p
some of them my own, * I0 ~- u# t3 V% e- o, o6 j
and I am not who I was, 7 K, z: m( j$ r' u% \
though some principle of being + I& ~) M2 X/ _. l0 K4 K
abides, from which I struggle
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When I look behind, ' P' o6 f( o0 z+ ~6 F( A, i2 e
as I am compelled to look % {6 ?) x& g3 j9 d6 ]" r0 O
before I can gather strength
4 L; ?# ~9 U% ~- d( u$ Cto proceed on my journey, 7 e2 w* i" w/ G+ n5 X4 T' ]
I see the milestones dwindling
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and the slow fires trailing
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over which scavenger angels
+ l6 `! i; m. y: z- M; nwheel on heavy wings. * q/ M/ u9 a4 M" y- q8 _
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
+ k: r0 ]! x( Z8 L- X- Mout of my true affections,
' K. c, j$ n& {! v/ l7 tand my tribe is scattered!
8 {4 ~) V' e6 }How shall the heart be reconciled
6 |' K7 G& C) U& t; ~2 m; V6 Rto its feast of losses?
! U; V% J& x7 V) f' h1 @8 S# i. ?7 M8 fIn a rising wind
1 o, a8 w9 k" Y( |the manic dust of my friends,
# t7 ~1 W* x; J! Z6 Dthose who fell along the way,
4 V V1 `- j0 ~# ^bitterly stings my face.
( s% D3 a0 ]; dYet I turn, I turn,
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with my will intact to go 9 _( i5 y$ b' x# W9 S. c/ n
whereever I need to go, ) ^9 }& ]/ V. c
and every stone on the road
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; [: W$ a' a! l6 G- e. FIn my darkest night,
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and I roamed through wreckage,
9 L( J7 r* g; X5 A: c5 P$ Pa nimbus-clouded voice
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"Live in the layers, - A# W# l n: K. Z
not on the litter." - R0 S5 o2 b1 m% t0 i* l# r; O: I
Though I lack the art
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in my book of transformations
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I am not done with my changes./ m$ \+ ^; S' G6 Q6 `9 Z Z" U
—Stanley Kunitz* d6 o0 o, T5 J+ P0 ]) ?% v
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