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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。7 N! _* d k% a: s
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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$ a, X, p0 \& w5 i" \ The layers# n/ n/ `9 z" a- ^& Z
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I have walked through many websites,
( [6 a( M/ K6 F3 K; N- vsome of them I like,
7 u& P$ J9 k4 L% J' }7 X5 w( Kand some of them I do not like.6 I8 m8 D% j7 `6 g( p$ x
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
! U* x) K' b3 g8 Q9 g i/ Gout of his true affections.
- X' m# _* T# ^. g4 vI go, I go. k. a7 z p$ ~6 P$ ]) _
exulting somewhat,
% m- E |6 z5 _' m Y& S$ Q! bwith my will intact to go5 @- E) F# C9 ^$ b3 u& ^/ k- P
wherever I need to go,3 R% X# j/ Q+ E# g! n
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community 1 e- |7 }7 m+ a
Precious to me.
- I( R+ l. }1 j4 {, r8 R; qIn my darkest night,
; u! u! ~' Y1 {8 l. ~when the moon was covered
; j3 f& t5 g! ~/ K: D: g# L1 ^; wand I roamed through websites,$ a; Y' G5 e- Q9 {0 q' c! {
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice & L2 G) W( o. Z# x
directed me:
1 D& R6 C' o& r& W, f6 JLive in the layers" a0 g, P4 Z ~ _( Z6 z" h
not on the litter.
- t3 O; G- i6 y, d$ a/ rThough I lack the art
2 e2 {6 ]/ G7 o% ?/ c$ mto decipher it,
- i+ P5 T0 r" N0 S9 `9 E- H6 Mno doubt the next chaper
! S/ V. O" Q& f2 q& E3 Win my book of transformations& Y# m( I+ Z T, P
is already written.
& C' a" w% C/ h+ j7 jI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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原文在此:; G \; n" s$ P/ T1 ]
1 ^0 l# N* h7 M5 ~4 u- bThe Layers L, X6 R; V ]3 n, [+ P) B, n
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I have walked through many lives,
4 m1 T' N$ h1 m* vsome of them my own, 1 t% b; l8 D* V& U
and I am not who I was, / f* W& P. _5 ^7 {1 F$ n: x3 n
though some principle of being
& W0 t; B. t- X: _2 u+ vabides, from which I struggle
: u2 s. C) K) o! d+ o& s5 Q/ E: onot to stray. 9 H* T5 I4 J4 r
When I look behind, 4 n* P$ X r/ X+ K* x
as I am compelled to look
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to proceed on my journey,
/ r( S6 h% Y% L% ^3 @. CI see the milestones dwindling " u: N9 A5 F( J! w7 a" T7 T5 Q
toward the horizon ! Y. } r0 k# X( D& `& U
and the slow fires trailing ) }3 v4 I! h3 l, ^, u5 K& V1 ^5 K
from the abandoned camp-sites, * w/ }: L! m) o. ]5 \% ], M
over which scavenger angels
" O& U: q6 }! hwheel on heavy wings. * m6 f6 x) v+ ~6 {4 B) P1 J1 A
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
6 X9 t; \, I3 }out of my true affections,
% S' R, k- ]) @9 s0 ?9 j5 d9 Dand my tribe is scattered! 0 a! P" g) X, C7 Z: A6 \
How shall the heart be reconciled , C) z) {6 H/ R$ O; T
to its feast of losses? % e+ ?, H% ^. E$ R$ J' r( p. g
In a rising wind
6 F& {) q) s; A$ \the manic dust of my friends, : t+ K ?+ A1 u3 {3 f# y
those who fell along the way,
* O- q8 m( O2 H1 F7 e lbitterly stings my face. 5 ~" q1 Z# g0 l( F1 f
Yet I turn, I turn, - m- m. ^4 b& [2 z
exulting somewhat,
2 m" v- }0 \: D. @. {! Mwith my will intact to go 7 U+ E+ J6 C: T6 m
whereever I need to go, / E* Y' ?) d( |& d ^% I- O
and every stone on the road 6 t" M" Z' d1 R' q1 a P
precious to me.
: x9 C0 ~+ H2 B- e5 F; vIn my darkest night,
0 r- M# Q8 \ X2 F5 f6 I% ?. X: hwhen the moon was covered 6 p" a) v6 t5 v# \
and I roamed through wreckage,
( c( w+ ?/ R( u+ r- ^ A# Va nimbus-clouded voice
1 F' ?4 U# s: [# x+ \- Mdirected me:
8 {& `- I, r% S5 b% V9 b"Live in the layers, 6 V2 P$ F8 P& X
not on the litter."
2 A' d9 ]; z) |Though I lack the art - F: ^# k; ^' G" T/ @
to decipher it,
' Z2 h5 T2 Q/ m+ yno doubt the next chapter
b: |0 i. \, f8 i4 Cin my book of transformations : t1 d1 j1 ?! N
is already written. : k' U! O3 E* U4 o* r) d6 v' i
I am not done with my changes.8 E$ `9 z4 v8 z3 U: q
—Stanley Kunitz D( \. B9 E4 j+ X9 i# N
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