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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。6 q0 S. }" y: F% p: A
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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6 g5 s" F1 q, O The layers% e* r; J% W. Y1 _( p
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I have walked through many websites,
* c3 ]+ `/ B6 A' Z6 ksome of them I like,
! E) W) @7 b' i0 I R6 y, Pand some of them I do not like.
% e$ K: C& [2 k, V: S- ~* t7 bOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
# l0 R" \# ]$ uout of his true affections." f0 z" g; k" F1 c: e; D" C+ W
I go, I go
% g" }+ P/ h9 r p4 K( S6 L3 Sexulting somewhat,
8 L3 ~, N( n& a8 U* T8 k. ywith my will intact to go
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and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
8 |3 U9 O v4 Z0 P! f, r$ l* S" bPrecious to me.3 M9 J/ J, B* o- [: d5 m
In my darkest night, ! Y1 \6 @0 |* Z9 k* ~0 n
when the moon was covered
$ y9 U R% }. \/ m+ s; ?and I roamed through websites, f- _, E; `+ S' O" m1 m( I' O. K+ t
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice 5 [7 `! z2 J2 X0 W3 i
directed me:( u. l6 K/ ?2 i' |, K4 v# `
Live in the layers' K+ X. z# ^, V+ r2 Y2 X" p' h4 G
not on the litter.
) A2 O7 p6 v0 SThough I lack the art
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no doubt the next chaper
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is already written.& Y0 w9 d6 k0 R1 M5 k% c
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.9 ?& r4 X. \ T/ H9 P; ~( m
, B& X! d7 Y0 Y; B9 `" H& s原文在此:
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The Layers
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1 ]! {7 k8 u1 `I have walked through many lives, ; ~, I1 x$ ^( b, X
some of them my own,
0 I0 O4 I; O4 ]& f5 Band I am not who I was, + [( G% c3 [" p9 m4 ^, n
though some principle of being 8 p, W) J2 O# I+ O; n6 n' T& W
abides, from which I struggle ( H5 K1 z9 r# F; G1 k
not to stray.
- U. }' V E. [6 c6 k0 u, n' O7 R. \When I look behind,
3 ^6 n! |0 I& }9 Ias I am compelled to look , E9 ^9 I3 t& d: N. z
before I can gather strength + O9 V$ O: {* F# H
to proceed on my journey, 4 a. g- m0 d- r) q( i, r- q/ M
I see the milestones dwindling 9 |" |9 {+ c# J3 S/ K' k# h
toward the horizon 2 Y1 R/ |. \4 @* p
and the slow fires trailing , |% d/ z1 T0 S
from the abandoned camp-sites,
9 t* U% L3 T% ~over which scavenger angels : ]5 R, z( l8 o% @* B! n, j8 }
wheel on heavy wings. $ [0 E! S |0 o1 ?2 {: Q, t: ?0 S
Oh, I have made myself a tribe 0 n. [& ]! Q" H- `# U& M7 K
out of my true affections,
0 ? |* _ `5 X/ T; H( Iand my tribe is scattered!
. i) O5 a- j6 Q1 k I( m5 qHow shall the heart be reconciled
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In a rising wind
) F2 y3 d, C" q+ ithe manic dust of my friends, 8 a5 ~# U2 t y$ _, l
those who fell along the way, 1 P/ |0 v3 A1 }- H7 z, i+ K+ |
bitterly stings my face. 0 m q- P7 K$ `
Yet I turn, I turn, 9 k, p$ A* U) _) g: A0 C
exulting somewhat,
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whereever I need to go,
6 _. Q! F6 I. F* Y) k0 {and every stone on the road + m# j3 f8 Q. O2 e; d2 Y
precious to me. 4 A: Z8 f6 g+ l6 i
In my darkest night, 9 E3 ~6 y7 {. b4 e# N
when the moon was covered
6 x. y: i) w& o w+ {) B1 R: sand I roamed through wreckage, & I6 e& Q- e8 X
a nimbus-clouded voice
; _2 ^# u( X7 Fdirected me: ' ~* z! T% D5 f4 x% U/ L B
"Live in the layers,
. e9 m0 Z) V% C3 G' u9 @not on the litter." + [1 ?2 X2 [0 s
Though I lack the art " \8 g; P8 L& [ b/ ^: x" V
to decipher it,
. m K' [" O3 s% W7 v& k5 wno doubt the next chapter # K9 P1 P; b, k& v* l9 a
in my book of transformations " L; r% X* q2 }0 y1 i+ `
is already written.
6 K2 X( `/ ~7 E- G9 `. hI am not done with my changes.6 K* B; G4 ]% N9 F5 N$ c
—Stanley Kunitz) e6 R8 `8 l8 p
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