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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。) b1 e; |4 ]3 y/ s$ 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 Kunitz( p0 }. K+ }3 H6 V a
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I have walked through many websites,
6 Y" I4 k8 A9 B% _some of them I like,
, J! Z8 U) r8 v* S/ F- Sand some of them I do not like.
4 k! F9 L# `% c3 U& x6 |Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe) ~9 P3 b! e/ N6 |
out of his true affections.
1 \6 U7 D* C/ Z; g; gI go, I go# T* ?1 J( g- ^. O/ J- E
exulting somewhat,
2 L, K, o5 }3 L; r& v' b$ n) Vwith my will intact to go
/ u/ |, ?: @9 A) q8 X Jwherever I need to go,
# |2 T9 J: L3 t; u1 o& @and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
+ G( a$ {) d" i& u- F y( D/ e* uPrecious to me.
* U: X$ C& G2 yIn my darkest night, 2 M; t! ]7 X0 }6 X8 ~- F+ ^
when the moon was covered( F5 H' h: V; a3 [, ^2 M+ ?+ I
and I roamed through websites,
" V0 J) P, Z. Qa nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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Live in the layers( i! H) |* V3 F9 X
not on the litter.
! T! ^, K4 [/ {( p' d# ~Though I lack the art 8 Q# F/ o! ]" c. e; K9 f
to decipher it,6 O+ \, H6 h" Y4 U- V8 T
no doubt the next chaper- H7 Z6 t; l% x. y" p# M
in my book of transformations8 X1 q9 u! n) k9 ]
is already written.
# y6 r( u% T$ i+ j; d4 v& q$ _ JI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.! h i* Y6 |4 M* f0 q
8 v8 O" ?; ?4 i7 c T原文在此:
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I have walked through many lives,
+ o% D- G- |8 Y0 { [5 }. gsome of them my own, 3 ]7 v* [& x) W1 l! G+ v, p% {
and I am not who I was,
8 |) k" L; V- A% s: X/ Rthough some principle of being 2 i! h4 Y/ {7 b* k- F B' \* |
abides, from which I struggle ; i4 m+ |: @, k; o0 o
not to stray.
* D) {. m9 \. U W7 d) g: K% wWhen I look behind, ! Q# A+ M% M, o; X, {% |* I
as I am compelled to look
/ i( I9 h2 @7 Lbefore I can gather strength ' g7 i! s5 P5 h
to proceed on my journey,
7 ]" |7 W- k- }: r. KI see the milestones dwindling ' K. L9 h" x7 T: O8 k1 @3 i
toward the horizon
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from the abandoned camp-sites,
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wheel on heavy wings. 8 N6 l1 d2 C: s$ ?. T0 _
Oh, I have made myself a tribe ! z, c! B- ?# S- _% _
out of my true affections, 6 Z' V1 q5 j" a W7 ]! b0 d
and my tribe is scattered! ( y; ?. c2 a9 c& X5 t o
How shall the heart be reconciled 0 F7 P) G( S' M* l: ^
to its feast of losses?
+ X+ z5 D1 F r0 T% |2 y. hIn a rising wind ( R0 l; n+ B% B3 a
the manic dust of my friends, , ?8 ?. Q5 Q3 e0 D _& h4 t' H- \! R
those who fell along the way,
. Z' |6 {/ v! W1 ~bitterly stings my face. 5 C) d2 S0 @2 r/ d& L
Yet I turn, I turn, 8 V; N" A& n; l2 [' }0 m1 q
exulting somewhat, , d, E/ A0 F* M, C* T
with my will intact to go
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and every stone on the road
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In my darkest night,
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and I roamed through wreckage,
9 X% x+ i. h$ v W# N0 @# m- |9 }, aa nimbus-clouded voice
/ l" f+ n0 f' i9 I$ F2 vdirected me: 5 {% b1 E3 p: W; T2 b: w" d+ I6 B
"Live in the layers,
/ D$ g4 ]6 i' dnot on the litter." 8 o: G( \# M" Z @* a+ o8 C' g1 i
Though I lack the art ) s6 t$ L% I) K8 V+ s
to decipher it, + e' v/ U4 a4 |6 ?
no doubt the next chapter & N8 [( z! c8 p4 u
in my book of transformations $ S [0 R% u1 f( b6 b, _6 n- ]
is already written. 7 S: E K; m+ N" ?' [$ b; E
I am not done with my changes.
! Y+ D N, C% w9 c, ^0 q% y—Stanley Kunitz
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