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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
* g6 W/ _2 j) 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& ]) d, d1 }3 t, k. L3 [# M" R
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The layers
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I have walked through many websites,4 H Y" I9 s: `/ O) Z' U9 o% S( y" U2 c
some of them I like, d: k. j u7 ~) @1 Z+ X8 b. V. m5 d
and some of them I do not like.
8 K8 W0 K1 `4 v# [Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe# D* G0 l* d2 _3 [5 P
out of his true affections.& k% w7 q" f/ w4 H: S& W. t
I go, I go
+ m, L2 }2 a0 ?: z1 }3 C9 E: Dexulting somewhat,
6 r9 t! {, n% C, q5 p& p, B/ A) J/ V" V- ]with my will intact to go# N7 H. R2 F! k1 g$ X: R" R+ }
wherever I need to go,
3 Z C% E4 u% k* C3 R& Cand every post on the Edmontonchina Community ' s8 B/ u6 U" s3 \) F% |
Precious to me.
* Y6 ~! k- }6 M, K, p" |; k, J& |In my darkest night, - B3 _/ B, g, i$ R$ W
when the moon was covered
- r( k6 x# w3 u R3 T3 uand I roamed through websites, o& }( J- t% b1 {( j; B4 _
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice & w9 C/ [% x* g3 M x( W2 a0 z
directed me:
2 r; v7 N' _% }& Z0 t! J0 ~Live in the layers
& x! D) e T1 |* [1 G# n- Jnot on the litter.0 c( g% K+ V& U
Though I lack the art ' O* i5 H5 ]/ D/ H: C2 ?- c
to decipher it,* ]5 ^# n& G t2 P T( g
no doubt the next chaper
$ i9 H5 T6 m5 L) z8 U$ G* D; ^in my book of transformations* x; w7 [2 I5 ~& s/ m* E4 f
is already written.
: m% \( T1 l3 H F* ^I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.7 k/ q7 d" p7 {5 B5 a
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The Layers
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' Z$ G1 _: A! u5 u) fI have walked through many lives, * A0 \8 h2 k2 r; E, j2 e
some of them my own,
: Y0 W6 p. H/ r9 q- R/ t5 `+ Mand I am not who I was, : Q; i* T$ k2 {
though some principle of being ' ]% r/ D% I0 H. j
abides, from which I struggle
8 ^ L% R2 e9 w7 Ynot to stray.
3 T8 I4 C3 N7 [6 i) q: i! MWhen I look behind,
5 M B4 q6 I9 b$ kas I am compelled to look $ f& b! | N. ~- l. ^* \
before I can gather strength
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$ Y2 p& Z6 n# {( w* n8 zI see the milestones dwindling # @2 b# Z5 v: K* k' a
toward the horizon & J( F9 C, _1 `; x' v
and the slow fires trailing 3 x) o& Y' d R* V
from the abandoned camp-sites,
& P# C# l3 S. Mover which scavenger angels
% I, L! Z% I4 v8 ~5 i ewheel on heavy wings. ( L s& N. J) w% A
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
! i) f$ W& V& k! yout of my true affections, 5 J0 R* f2 A, x" e* p
and my tribe is scattered!
" k6 M/ l8 [6 `* p! w( @' [4 _& ^How shall the heart be reconciled ) m, h3 s- s# g( p2 V& Q
to its feast of losses? 0 N4 J1 K) d4 O/ B- V
In a rising wind ! e& N, O& E* k! `, z+ b
the manic dust of my friends,
, T9 u* b. I7 d1 k6 Dthose who fell along the way,
8 w/ X. C6 F( Y0 w* \# Gbitterly stings my face. 5 ]5 [6 ^. f6 a% `6 G7 w
Yet I turn, I turn, ) P) Z k0 x( o S& M; m
exulting somewhat,
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whereever I need to go, . X8 L: x0 r' }1 k( s+ X3 q
and every stone on the road
4 _1 X' F) C$ w: Bprecious to me.
* \- ?( k: m l$ Y$ U( l7 t+ tIn my darkest night,
# ]7 v( s4 } H. dwhen the moon was covered
8 |0 X: q D6 uand I roamed through wreckage, $ d T& K' A+ l4 X7 p: g! I( S
a nimbus-clouded voice 2 W! M7 n& t: ^# s5 A; E- w
directed me:
! F+ R& g1 R4 {6 w& |% |( l& V"Live in the layers,
" H2 u+ m9 r& l: r) ^: A( [not on the litter."
1 _1 }/ C4 O5 c5 K1 xThough I lack the art 6 n+ J; }( M/ G
to decipher it,
* x2 ~. `1 S3 P2 [+ o# |0 ono doubt the next chapter
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is already written. " h3 Z% G0 F6 P- @! P5 u
I am not done with my changes.- f: U. h* p0 f' x2 S4 g) V [2 a
—Stanley Kunitz
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