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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 o' s t0 a& m, K
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& j& V$ q2 l* h
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I have walked through many websites,
: B, c( ^" V& A3 f# Msome of them I like,
# P e9 M5 ^8 a% B$ @4 Z$ u8 aand some of them I do not like.
9 j I' k% L+ o$ }* @2 eOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe7 m3 w/ N; A0 F0 m7 f; \1 m: H; v+ [6 p
out of his true affections.
# X; ]$ w' {! E; L$ g9 dI go, I go. p; L! |5 y) T; s O4 f- f; P
exulting somewhat, , Z; d) N2 r, b7 H/ k% I7 a2 [
with my will intact to go
1 e4 k" C( a P ^# R: @wherever I need to go,
( |7 n3 p7 G* x- Rand every post on the Edmontonchina Community
1 Y3 r' J: z" O0 b6 n# MPrecious to me.: l* M4 B, l2 Z$ {2 H
In my darkest night, / j7 A4 q5 J; H$ d, w
when the moon was covered
9 B" V! v4 l9 Kand I roamed through websites,
: G) ]* o; C/ f+ P& M! v8 q" aa nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
. s1 y1 R2 _( s5 `2 l( L+ adirected me:
% X+ X6 N5 B) F3 A* y3 dLive in the layers
3 X3 F/ \; R/ O! Q# T* Nnot on the litter.
! |5 [7 o6 c# ?+ @1 g7 k5 z yThough I lack the art
# D; I+ N$ ?% @! @1 F( G; yto decipher it,, g& h. A, o r/ {) V5 m! U# Q- G% J7 v
no doubt the next chaper
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is already written.
7 t) _) m ?8 Y* ?# zI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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8 g5 e4 ^7 N4 ^" y3 T5 K! U原文在此:
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/ }$ V$ B& Q1 g0 v% AThe Layers. t* N, h) a5 ^& g5 M
0 I* \9 d: _- u% _! K) A9 x8 w4 lI have walked through many lives, 6 G1 N7 K/ Z* Z! T7 `, M ?- q
some of them my own, - T' \# E% B _- [) d4 L
and I am not who I was, 5 a& |' l3 V; `6 f1 N/ v
though some principle of being
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not to stray.
$ D+ \& k5 T* c; h4 O6 B* }When I look behind, # E9 S9 s' P" }( m8 I# ?$ R, `
as I am compelled to look
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8 w, n" o$ b+ D& vto proceed on my journey, ) F5 Z) E8 |+ B# I: o/ V, m
I see the milestones dwindling ! s' H D# `- o/ u Z
toward the horizon
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from the abandoned camp-sites,
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Oh, I have made myself a tribe
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and my tribe is scattered!
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to its feast of losses? 3 A# e6 [4 E) u& K" b4 s
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the manic dust of my friends, 5 m& G, f1 [! d O
those who fell along the way, ; z# b5 a1 F0 @' a ]8 n
bitterly stings my face.
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exulting somewhat, 9 f* s; |( p1 Z
with my will intact to go
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and every stone on the road + _' ?' w3 f9 u" D
precious to me.
9 v! `: @% }% v8 P& GIn my darkest night,
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and I roamed through wreckage,
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directed me: 9 T* B' _; F# c+ U* S( Y8 }
"Live in the layers, 2 b6 J* P7 }5 N/ n ]( e
not on the litter."
/ }( r) U$ V' d* ~; PThough I lack the art
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no doubt the next chapter , U: ^! t7 b" i6 e+ f9 g6 x+ q8 x6 U
in my book of transformations . t- m2 E' K7 Z- _
is already written.
3 g4 y. c! K4 W5 P& X+ L1 t( d C) EI am not done with my changes.
) l# \6 |$ [! C—Stanley Kunitz
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