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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
* e6 v! q- b( u& B% ~, h# p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& Z( J/ Z4 }: n* N8 x: Y# y$ ?4 T* i) N
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The layers+ M7 I8 R1 I9 _6 H2 K$ Z. m1 @
& o+ `0 C' [1 ^0 ^I have walked through many websites,$ c( T& c0 h+ f4 g5 r
some of them I like,
; z' `9 ?% \ c' Qand some of them I do not like.: i* \4 p+ ~5 w( W8 D5 f8 ]* c( n' v
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe4 L6 P) ^6 [; s9 X+ v7 E0 F& e8 \
out of his true affections., \* y9 Z8 Y5 d) y$ q5 l h+ J
I go, I go& A8 V4 W Y9 o! Z, }5 g
exulting somewhat,
8 b2 e) [0 D; c. V k+ fwith my will intact to go
# }' {0 h7 O4 h; v$ o# v5 vwherever I need to go,
2 p, c" T# }* g1 V8 Eand every post on the Edmontonchina Community ! q7 c8 V+ z( ?
Precious to me.
3 k3 A! ^( u, L: L& g8 l( w9 u( o6 wIn my darkest night, " y" ~2 l" p" a; P2 i
when the moon was covered
- h2 ^/ r: n2 G0 C- S2 [3 {and I roamed through websites,) J# b0 U4 a& _' t, T
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice 0 g5 C0 ?! ^2 Q: x5 _
directed me:
" B( P" R/ S- Y3 {, L, l+ TLive in the layers
5 Q1 J# a2 n' U6 ^not on the litter.
( z3 z+ D) V" c* f5 W2 GThough I lack the art
" b1 M- Q# d" D5 o; V6 i3 y! pto decipher it,
! Y m+ f. t$ H7 F6 ?7 o4 I9 t' zno doubt the next chaper3 @5 v! }+ R% q" d! b
in my book of transformations
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I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.5 h9 v Y8 b. M- O5 a' O. b, t1 t) D
1 f3 f3 ?8 Q, d" i! u% N: E1 ^, O- `. M原文在此: v: u5 d6 m: t8 E8 y+ q
/ _9 O- i# V& v* p! t% nThe Layers
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I have walked through many lives, ) V. t6 |6 I/ R/ D: V6 h
some of them my own,
s3 e \3 o8 d" {and I am not who I was,
5 ?3 {" S' ] q, K7 tthough some principle of being
1 `( {* h9 c: a; Fabides, from which I struggle
2 @. d9 g( I5 `; X' I3 E1 Nnot to stray. , @5 n d5 k) ?) M. l I: Y
When I look behind,
0 a! X: F$ G2 B; }$ pas I am compelled to look
7 C) D H: ~# ~1 ebefore I can gather strength 9 s. }/ W2 j) T
to proceed on my journey,
8 N( @- g3 }# z) v# o. fI see the milestones dwindling
6 d* I: [) }4 ~* utoward the horizon
& ]: {9 b# c- N% aand the slow fires trailing & l2 v1 ^7 X/ I, l
from the abandoned camp-sites, : w' E4 W, L$ K: P$ ^0 N7 c
over which scavenger angels
* m. h1 J# z1 J2 u: @. h7 M9 _9 g3 u. dwheel on heavy wings. 2 p! I. F) {6 E; t* j5 k
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
# O( B# `) x$ v8 t; H- |% w, O& w( A, uout of my true affections,
' ~* ?$ o; L/ C4 uand my tribe is scattered!
* L) q# W: h1 a( Q% N% w% X* MHow shall the heart be reconciled
. R! h- D. q& j# \+ b& \" gto its feast of losses?
* F* N! w9 j2 `4 @$ tIn a rising wind ' T: k7 ?; ~5 ~$ O5 q
the manic dust of my friends,
8 ?3 `0 V$ o/ E& P. hthose who fell along the way, : K# Y7 l( ?8 F7 |" }
bitterly stings my face.
! S; Z* @2 X# N8 v$ ]& bYet I turn, I turn,
2 Q# L5 b+ t* S {; }/ Oexulting somewhat, : h' p) D( d9 U$ @
with my will intact to go
9 z' t* Z0 A/ O: n5 J: ?! hwhereever I need to go,
' U2 y+ M9 `' `7 \and every stone on the road + P/ \: ]& Z W/ A6 j+ F
precious to me.
2 \( w" M* f) d: {8 MIn my darkest night, ) u2 _2 _# k5 o
when the moon was covered 0 ?7 Y* k0 J2 x
and I roamed through wreckage, ' T C# D6 D' K6 Z
a nimbus-clouded voice % m$ S7 a) |' h) |4 Z' ]; J# ?
directed me:
: |+ W& B9 \& k& R5 ~0 y# U8 f& Y"Live in the layers, ( A+ q0 j' a8 V6 o& C9 N* j
not on the litter." ! }: C' ]& W y! s
Though I lack the art
# X, ^3 R8 C9 Y* q( r$ Dto decipher it, ! R; V; W. g U7 z- X% v; K3 U
no doubt the next chapter
4 g+ m7 ^3 c8 Kin my book of transformations 8 n8 Z0 ^- {; P
is already written.
* J1 l. @/ Q1 h+ m' Q. `I am not done with my changes.
4 F/ a; B' M. N$ B$ c) G5 U—Stanley Kunitz
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