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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。0 v( v( Q6 ?# W O' }
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" M6 g: F/ o0 m2 |3 y1 r7 n
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; j& k: I) |' ~6 w7 O; o The layers3 e6 \ p5 i4 v% e" j- S* _! Q1 U
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I have walked through many websites,/ b2 I4 b( m4 e' R
some of them I like,) [' [% o8 A' G W6 j6 K! W
and some of them I do not like.
8 o5 n& \) F1 K+ EOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe* q7 p; |+ i4 W# j
out of his true affections.5 L `" @' w1 E! t. k
I go, I go/ S& j) a/ s/ s
exulting somewhat, , }' B, }0 ~9 `- x1 L$ W
with my will intact to go$ s2 B' U" J5 P% O# X- Z+ P/ m
wherever I need to go,
. n* q# W3 x4 U' O. X8 Q R8 w7 o* Land every post on the Edmontonchina Community $ }3 Z9 K* `6 Q
Precious to me.: }% p [% j5 P E( R
In my darkest night, , N- ~8 O6 }6 r, W& F4 A
when the moon was covered
8 f: S4 e! @1 r& \and I roamed through websites,
$ p$ I8 N. C' z+ C: @% `& ba nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
8 B; |; d& f( O+ D% ~! ddirected me:9 k4 W1 ]9 X# b7 H p% j
Live in the layers/ W( D% X& C; |* J4 ]! _. c' q
not on the litter.
6 u/ m' `5 C& k0 z/ m7 kThough I lack the art $ S2 p) X. S7 G3 v$ C$ V
to decipher it,
1 I1 |% a v, M- q9 Q2 x" xno doubt the next chaper
& d$ _* a8 B. x4 U4 y$ U7 }in my book of transformations6 k& X* S7 D; W8 d: k% {
is already written.
" A" @9 W) u& d; v' J. Y5 xI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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$ d+ w; E. |; ~( i原文在此:
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+ N, j/ O B K' U: TThe Layers2 Q: ]; j% s$ V2 u/ `2 o) d; P- {) `
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I have walked through many lives,
% B* E* p( A2 t9 E% Rsome of them my own,
0 L- H! }3 V/ Yand I am not who I was, 7 ?& |9 C# J2 Z* Q5 ]. k* M
though some principle of being , T, L2 ]% e+ N- _; x9 m
abides, from which I struggle
( p/ h# Q7 p7 [9 v# K ]; ]not to stray.
9 ~: _0 H7 v2 J8 g7 w# ]$ W5 }& @When I look behind,
5 Q# q! P D0 K. E) Das I am compelled to look
6 F% B7 o9 e6 H$ obefore I can gather strength
; n7 l7 h( D4 r8 ^to proceed on my journey, % i9 Y7 z' X! q/ G
I see the milestones dwindling ) ~" S i/ F; p, d7 x) Q) k
toward the horizon
4 K9 m4 p( t' e! i# Q, G' ?and the slow fires trailing & M; Q$ u R- @3 D
from the abandoned camp-sites, 8 _7 q- A4 N' a- {/ \8 B* C
over which scavenger angels $ Y, m# o! G) N0 u+ B
wheel on heavy wings.
# _ u9 B: t2 A4 r+ Z! tOh, I have made myself a tribe
$ Q& T- P, |1 ~ oout of my true affections, 6 f/ q8 O$ ~& u: c
and my tribe is scattered!
4 Z; R. B D9 W* r9 i0 V/ U% M+ SHow shall the heart be reconciled + f1 X4 V; f ?' [0 g1 Z% J% |
to its feast of losses? % m3 M9 o* }+ J5 N* Q
In a rising wind - _, q1 Z4 ?' m( ]
the manic dust of my friends, & S% W& b$ p: M) \' q. V9 [/ K
those who fell along the way, 7 @1 i! o8 ~ u# f4 C
bitterly stings my face.
6 i) |! S+ j3 U1 }5 DYet I turn, I turn,
/ w6 Z# y/ G# }exulting somewhat,
* d2 @ r$ g& w5 J6 Zwith my will intact to go
+ v+ E1 E* C, s3 s( _8 ]whereever I need to go,
" S( ]. H5 o7 x8 W% rand every stone on the road
' Y/ r, m1 w5 Vprecious to me. + G1 V$ ]: h' I& q3 S
In my darkest night,
, `* o3 i7 q) J' P3 C8 qwhen the moon was covered 3 }$ x7 H" O* H
and I roamed through wreckage,
+ u1 b4 m8 p8 P* Xa nimbus-clouded voice
* x1 N: O' o* `, fdirected me: 9 C! g" A! \, y; s8 Y0 r
"Live in the layers,
2 Q, G7 P- x$ A4 U1 G$ `( c1 V4 inot on the litter."
! `- r: w$ Y$ ~" c" M F+ PThough I lack the art
8 @! V6 D- m. k5 Q3 c0 y ato decipher it,
- A5 X4 P9 o# P) ~$ l) E0 h4 Nno doubt the next chapter $ [% r5 x0 A/ G. `+ B4 s, z7 W
in my book of transformations
4 H1 Z, \8 M* R' x* Q0 g& ais already written. & {* ?- g( I3 k- `) ?& T# Y
I am not done with my changes.3 q" m' }1 O3 ~
—Stanley Kunitz L8 ~" c& w6 i* i1 ?
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