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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。" j R- A6 } o0 A0 M5 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, y2 {5 |2 Q* I U& B3 M
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& \9 H. w) o Q) {% ^6 k The layers
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' a: P0 L* [8 ]+ p9 F, n' {9 tI have walked through many websites,# p/ r$ F+ H$ k7 f
some of them I like,0 A7 k, g' f' K
and some of them I do not like.1 j6 M, ]0 l6 u6 J
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
9 ]7 ]* k' c" } V2 r e: tout of his true affections.
U* N, ]- b8 b- e6 ^. wI go, I go
5 U! y, Q. I; y" P9 U5 u( qexulting somewhat, + \; N) t# ?7 j# N0 r
with my will intact to go
! I. H7 v, X$ m% ]8 n7 owherever I need to go,
, d0 J6 Z G% r- ]! q" C4 V4 a0 }and every post on the Edmontonchina Community 0 ]# v& \6 M8 q/ q1 H. w) z5 \7 ~6 L
Precious to me.; z) E/ t$ ^* s0 {8 d
In my darkest night, 9 W. J v+ ^3 Q4 i4 ~( ?! D) J
when the moon was covered
! s8 H( `8 {) Oand I roamed through websites,
. F8 `( L; f, d& d# @a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice & B$ Z* |$ W3 s4 M
directed me:
. F; k* X) O/ w N- n9 ]9 A, GLive in the layers% H }; S: ]5 |
not on the litter./ {$ }0 O- Y1 F/ g! d- x
Though I lack the art
! q, t4 j: g) F, v6 Y% c3 eto decipher it,
$ {1 O6 C* t, _* B5 b/ S$ ]) gno doubt the next chaper
/ @" U5 i& a4 Q& Xin my book of transformations
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I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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3 {+ y3 J) h. Z( O原文在此:+ l. b5 r- c. i& o' \0 ~* L% D
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The Layers
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I have walked through many lives, ' ]* w" o C- P* F/ d% I$ F
some of them my own, ) u' ?8 `5 \* ?' h o& K% {; c' @
and I am not who I was, 1 z+ ~, W2 W/ n/ E8 `* Z1 r
though some principle of being ; ?( Y8 V, ~: L# V w* @
abides, from which I struggle 6 x! W" d6 l4 z8 K( l
not to stray. 3 Q. G+ J8 k) _6 M2 m/ z, J
When I look behind, - j9 U" Z% l6 g1 k3 f
as I am compelled to look
3 e# h" q! b+ U% n3 Pbefore I can gather strength * Z8 l' C5 ^$ A7 E/ d
to proceed on my journey, ! ~# C! ]% F; ~3 V: Z' z- z
I see the milestones dwindling ' `. `& q3 S; X( U G" Z+ @ [
toward the horizon
* s* [" X, u- h4 ]! h5 Iand the slow fires trailing
: P, H" U1 ~$ Q; b: u' dfrom the abandoned camp-sites,
- D" w u* S; r( B" i1 M4 hover which scavenger angels
& g1 _( e& {4 u |6 d' Bwheel on heavy wings. ; W" T" ?; \, v$ i7 b" G) h
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
( s' j1 N m% Yout of my true affections,
: c; [0 `1 G3 ]2 B3 _' }7 G# l/ oand my tribe is scattered!
* L* t! z! T% L0 THow shall the heart be reconciled
+ y6 |( Y2 ~) v; i6 Pto its feast of losses? 0 y3 e- `5 L L5 j
In a rising wind
% O9 i D8 p. O) m5 U) Y, B$ Ithe manic dust of my friends, M* R# Y6 ]- M: C$ Q) X
those who fell along the way,
5 E6 U" H4 A. n7 v: w! b+ V! Ybitterly stings my face. . `+ j8 R2 c! g [+ l2 L) Z9 S9 U
Yet I turn, I turn,
8 V& \& N9 O0 j+ L iexulting somewhat,
+ \2 t7 a/ D8 N+ pwith my will intact to go
9 D, u( J3 o. J- `) z2 D( Bwhereever I need to go,
+ P* j2 U+ S- N& W" L9 eand every stone on the road
. x) W* V5 l, u, V, ^precious to me.
, O U0 {" b5 ]In my darkest night,
* d# U! o) E9 c" g& F; M# gwhen the moon was covered
! \, i8 D M# n$ Iand I roamed through wreckage, - S3 i/ ]8 W. k9 J0 R) A2 o
a nimbus-clouded voice
1 {0 W, ?; M) Y1 y. ^7 Udirected me: . |% t6 U8 i; l& R, K
"Live in the layers, 9 B' D% S9 ^7 [. }* R0 l$ ?
not on the litter." ! Z* O& \3 `; d. {( r9 Q
Though I lack the art 9 j9 l9 _9 Y2 \
to decipher it, ) I6 l5 I7 g- k$ f4 ^+ z
no doubt the next chapter
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is already written. 1 B1 K: ], K- n. v. c
I am not done with my changes.
8 ]; K0 x0 K5 ]3 d3 m5 F' G! ^—Stanley Kunitz
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