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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 {# h9 K: \5 A7 _) o, 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. ^- Z9 E A B4 f0 }$ B8 r4 P
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The layers6 P* q, H) o3 e: _1 c: U3 P
) r% t+ q( j) nI have walked through many websites,6 E1 f' n1 s) _% r1 M6 g, m( L
some of them I like,4 r! B, J% v. ?+ F
and some of them I do not like.3 [9 \8 I$ e9 u) }# x
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
& p" @, x: K! z/ Wout of his true affections.
8 E1 d' Y+ M, b9 e8 y! aI go, I go& F0 H5 I2 w& W2 e" w- t5 @: Z
exulting somewhat,
4 G% L9 g2 z3 v7 U5 v( c5 ?7 {with my will intact to go9 l- E5 i. x/ J* L- y
wherever I need to go,
/ v. B9 w, [3 u' `and every post on the Edmontonchina Community 4 [! M: J6 z* t v- T ?: w
Precious to me.5 R9 F1 g9 e; W, s! m: W
In my darkest night, 7 q% s; p6 L* e
when the moon was covered, O/ U/ [5 \8 C- \( y4 y7 s
and I roamed through websites,# M4 M c. W8 R& d0 h, y6 |
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
3 d! Q4 V* i3 K+ H {directed me:
( q: S" E4 J1 U+ G7 e0 BLive in the layers& g* R& H- d! w8 ~' x
not on the litter.
' V/ @, r8 W& Q7 @0 g* d# i' |Though I lack the art 3 F5 |( ~! k1 G( W+ z$ u
to decipher it,) I8 J7 R, d7 {/ D% Y) w: w$ L
no doubt the next chaper" B: l, w+ H9 J, N4 m: Q$ _) D; ~
in my book of transformations' y. U: a3 ~( n/ e& Q
is already written.
3 w7 Q2 U& s" L( BI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.2 N- I6 |4 @8 i2 ^4 s+ B& Q
! s: `' K% d* x) u' J& p) E原文在此:
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The Layers
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4 s0 o: [4 s. [2 S9 v" B( W0 LI have walked through many lives,
7 j+ U6 B( N2 J/ p3 P) T% ?2 Ksome of them my own, & U9 F) N. [" o z2 n' X
and I am not who I was, ! y6 S) Q/ H. s& _; |; {) I
though some principle of being 3 G A9 A$ h I4 v$ `
abides, from which I struggle 9 L; _+ r: I' x I( Q
not to stray. ' O/ Z9 u$ y& H. b/ C8 _% X" H
When I look behind, + O% q* k, \7 @! t
as I am compelled to look $ ^5 X# Q" S8 D
before I can gather strength " Q. H! ]$ V1 T
to proceed on my journey, 7 d' h' j$ n; l* k. n& }
I see the milestones dwindling 0 l. C$ a, I- y, K B
toward the horizon & H( Y6 t% ^' ]: L. { q/ b3 u
and the slow fires trailing
, D6 Z7 Z1 ?' m% E; r% m6 q3 q. afrom the abandoned camp-sites,
5 t: u i F- G, J5 Zover which scavenger angels
7 B0 r o# P6 P3 b; \2 L) ]wheel on heavy wings. 7 C$ b+ N6 v" D/ @8 N
Oh, I have made myself a tribe * t& u# k9 o' u# C4 \
out of my true affections,
$ R/ s1 f; W' v8 v# {1 K, Rand my tribe is scattered! " q0 O: A3 u* b s, q) V
How shall the heart be reconciled
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; j2 T2 z5 R7 H2 u5 kIn a rising wind
) `2 g& t4 c7 K8 athe manic dust of my friends, ) h8 J( z& n2 J# ^4 ?
those who fell along the way,
p- w$ I& U% ~/ K# pbitterly stings my face.
: [/ J7 z+ e9 V) c9 ZYet I turn, I turn,
, {# d1 B W7 \# d: eexulting somewhat, 1 H( W9 O7 `" }4 a
with my will intact to go
3 I! h/ k7 ]( v- J$ W awhereever I need to go, , n$ P: F- l; G
and every stone on the road
3 `3 m E* _& o+ G4 f% K0 ^precious to me. % r1 W& l f4 l% D3 U
In my darkest night, / r6 \. a. A1 r
when the moon was covered ' F$ }5 @9 F# ^: B+ l) B/ D' t
and I roamed through wreckage, 5 b; ?8 N) I, p. {1 C& e
a nimbus-clouded voice
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"Live in the layers,
# @% J% C3 Z- l0 d# x4 I r6 P% Enot on the litter."
% t. C8 ?6 a4 y! E3 O ]& rThough I lack the art
' d9 l9 ^! q; ]3 ~. H( \) U' oto decipher it, d5 t( X8 `% b G' {& G
no doubt the next chapter
3 m% u+ H, C+ X! Y: Tin my book of transformations
4 n1 p, Z% c$ g" Ois already written.
3 l; k" [$ W" B- VI am not done with my changes.% b3 o" ]3 i. n e( K9 l: k1 S
—Stanley Kunitz
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