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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。" H M( q4 b6 z3 H
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 c2 e' _0 g+ ^2 { h' W/ i- b# m+ W
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% G& E$ g, a9 C: v( I8 e) O6 | The layers
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r: x' i2 ~4 U/ N8 T" q; [I have walked through many websites,
+ K' k7 r v) M2 Y; `$ csome of them I like,
1 E" C+ G, [6 Q# \; B( z9 aand some of them I do not like.5 w7 b) r9 P' X4 I
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe3 w/ P8 G# S T( Z
out of his true affections.$ l) [' w! n; R# V2 p8 B
I go, I go% P& [9 V' B3 n# i. b
exulting somewhat, , m8 o4 |% X- ~6 @, d, ^: f
with my will intact to go. a) \/ O' l; h: ?% {7 |
wherever I need to go,/ [% p4 f6 ]' J* G! b8 J {
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community & `( i, F9 ~* n5 U( l1 E9 n/ z
Precious to me.7 S& n% ^+ {" e5 g6 r
In my darkest night,
! E! T3 n3 Z% Q1 }# M9 x' O. `' hwhen the moon was covered
A" c% C/ Q1 Fand I roamed through websites,0 G3 E5 q% e6 N" P: f- s3 I
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
. L2 u3 i3 ^: D" f5 X# U4 Kdirected me:
( H5 Y9 J+ j+ H# d3 M( ULive in the layers B2 k6 Z2 @9 g6 F1 `) `/ W+ G/ n
not on the litter.
0 V; ?7 ]4 ^( j7 ?* yThough I lack the art 0 o2 b3 x* c: Z" m. b
to decipher it,
3 [- Y* y/ }& A( mno doubt the next chaper. C x8 a z. W3 N
in my book of transformations
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+ r: k6 \3 R4 @% h) b2 K4 gI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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4 o- S( e% N6 z) t: c# z原文在此:0 h6 _: o6 y- V& x) Q
5 x' K/ L' B3 m. f+ y( AThe Layers! C; _4 Q# C0 r
4 C% n4 a$ ^- f4 u! t& x* n: qI have walked through many lives, L' a& W8 T1 U$ t. l4 }8 t. F
some of them my own, 1 H9 b% h: W3 b: L# c/ f
and I am not who I was,
9 B, f: I, O' K* s4 {7 Qthough some principle of being
7 `4 z- {9 k2 c7 u0 `. S; Tabides, from which I struggle
4 `% X8 u! d+ E7 tnot to stray.
{/ G. e0 ~' m# j; \When I look behind, + Q) f+ r& V. l- Y
as I am compelled to look 9 c. A; i" {+ z1 M, {
before I can gather strength 8 P4 e5 R( J+ I# \. o0 W
to proceed on my journey, . F- Q0 r3 n# e( N
I see the milestones dwindling 4 z6 t4 u& E0 X0 A) ^. Q! {) T2 W
toward the horizon
! _1 o! c$ w. [, x( Q9 hand the slow fires trailing
9 b# R0 S, B* H) ~+ i' ?2 ]from the abandoned camp-sites,
: s( G1 n" b' k- m% Pover which scavenger angels
* T- n, S# Y s: kwheel on heavy wings.
- ?4 ~0 j) b6 x: b" A( ^Oh, I have made myself a tribe
, w& P7 x$ O) Q9 g2 \out of my true affections,
. Q# e. m2 I, v' Land my tribe is scattered! # y$ D+ s3 l3 F4 T8 U! i
How shall the heart be reconciled / P! x) D6 _. o0 k0 S2 j5 y6 J
to its feast of losses? # u: A6 ]+ B- N
In a rising wind
3 K5 ^5 \+ L" N4 p- W8 D# `& H; |the manic dust of my friends,
/ H: K, a0 m0 y& T. Qthose who fell along the way, , i7 ^& {0 C4 E8 U. N+ f* ?
bitterly stings my face. , W5 _2 _. A9 z" [0 d! a
Yet I turn, I turn, . B& d3 B& w' j, ~6 f8 R
exulting somewhat, ' W; ~8 P9 |% t# W9 Y& `' r! G8 Z0 b
with my will intact to go , \5 g7 @6 W/ ^
whereever I need to go, 0 |# G4 Z& i; k( W
and every stone on the road
- ~& q- w' Z7 ?! t$ @/ @precious to me. " C1 r( I( @1 i4 @
In my darkest night,
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and I roamed through wreckage, & Z: I$ L' _& r: V
a nimbus-clouded voice
, { q- k- G) |9 h( hdirected me:
. n5 b8 P3 V/ K# B* O- a5 X' Y. {"Live in the layers, # _0 X F0 K1 r% ?+ v
not on the litter."
: `( L ]/ U, A( ]4 K% MThough I lack the art
p- t( s# G* q0 z& G* Lto decipher it,
0 K; f' p1 ]2 E1 H. fno doubt the next chapter
( K l; ?0 N! l/ u! F# x( d( min my book of transformations ( q( Z8 ?: q9 d8 v3 p8 s1 J
is already written.
% z9 H! C" [) A- Z: CI am not done with my changes.
. w9 `/ H9 D+ {' ]3 l/ P$ d—Stanley Kunitz
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