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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。/ i* Y' y6 ?$ M
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( Y# n5 V" M s( b3 |
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I have walked through many websites,% {4 u9 l4 `+ B$ Z5 n" I
some of them I like,! d9 W' ~3 k) z, w1 M1 g6 p9 C- X$ U
and some of them I do not like.
' A6 V2 q- i+ z! AOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
# X$ P8 Y' J4 k" xout of his true affections.$ F/ w q/ R1 Z
I go, I go+ t( m3 G( f( v$ f9 q, O- _1 Z
exulting somewhat, ( j: r3 B# P. ~4 H, y( `$ I. b& B
with my will intact to go
3 W1 y2 C; U U7 n8 A, ]' H i# Qwherever I need to go,
. \% c' z. z" k- Eand every post on the Edmontonchina Community
+ [: D) y: a. b; }5 M/ VPrecious to me.
0 ?" e, @1 w% L) ?4 D2 t' }In my darkest night,
3 L/ B- R; @; U) u5 j8 _when the moon was covered
( `* T9 \* H8 m5 w8 f. P* aand I roamed through websites,
& l2 E' U7 O9 L4 ka nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice ( N1 ~- z3 f1 F+ W3 _
directed me:
r- k% e! F/ d7 H# P; ^Live in the layers
* _$ W' h1 V2 x% W; Anot on the litter.
2 y. x+ B. r1 x: t: mThough I lack the art
& `9 k% }* t( i2 J! ?0 xto decipher it,
) h3 i. U* Z7 f; Bno doubt the next chaper
( E- B9 [3 l5 c8 _in my book of transformations
# H; u* h2 I& \: pis already written.
9 y( O6 s5 M- gI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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原文在此:
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! X' ^- e! S% [4 {. S/ fThe Layers
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. N9 [" _2 i L, m; s/ _I have walked through many lives,
- v. M4 H' P/ ?* Q% A+ R7 Zsome of them my own, / a( ~) Q/ p) i( ~
and I am not who I was,
3 a4 k) c5 r- [% Rthough some principle of being
1 H6 @1 J$ l/ q5 ?. zabides, from which I struggle
- C8 @ x7 h6 }8 o( H7 j4 s5 qnot to stray.
0 I5 i. i! A- ?8 P* ?When I look behind,
! e9 }4 q6 M1 q3 n" Ias I am compelled to look & H0 t4 ~# i3 w$ `- e2 s
before I can gather strength . R- k/ u/ F, x% O0 Z
to proceed on my journey,
1 ~- u; [/ _( z4 `- \I see the milestones dwindling
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and the slow fires trailing
^; v6 `9 V- b; a" @9 ofrom the abandoned camp-sites, # ^1 ~, s$ H/ V/ f7 v" Q% Y
over which scavenger angels - x, T# p0 k2 Q, ?
wheel on heavy wings.
- K8 R2 m$ T2 ^& t7 s2 zOh, I have made myself a tribe 7 V- P" Y- x0 `% z0 F
out of my true affections, & N( U" x6 o' N2 W7 v0 q
and my tribe is scattered!
$ s% n% } z6 r6 d& kHow shall the heart be reconciled
$ y8 v/ ?+ J% B# fto its feast of losses?
; V& d H2 V- e$ O& [" ?In a rising wind
* I- m/ S9 _5 I& V6 K# ithe manic dust of my friends, # D& `+ h9 t4 A
those who fell along the way, 3 R# T! D* X' f& R( B i/ Q
bitterly stings my face. * } T/ q! y6 _
Yet I turn, I turn, ) |- {* z9 P8 O/ x1 L+ \
exulting somewhat, 0 y6 t/ e. f# \5 K
with my will intact to go 2 T" l( d" r0 G* Y8 x+ \6 W
whereever I need to go, & C" U* ` \* @2 q, ~
and every stone on the road
1 }+ j) Z: h( |# Bprecious to me. 6 V3 I+ a- E, f% o" E% i
In my darkest night, 6 \! X+ r& ?$ f* D
when the moon was covered 0 \2 X! B9 n- ]) s7 x+ U
and I roamed through wreckage,
( p' m& N+ f6 E0 m+ f" sa nimbus-clouded voice ' M, p+ K) M# k0 p; V3 n( `
directed me:
& K" z: _ V1 q$ I) v% b8 i* f"Live in the layers, # @$ [. S8 i- S$ B- e; r d
not on the litter." 6 \# z9 ]6 R2 A1 D
Though I lack the art
- Z8 R% a# }# `3 qto decipher it, : o$ z" \% a o$ F
no doubt the next chapter 1 y( b9 a# J8 s8 P+ y5 J2 c2 w
in my book of transformations 8 W4 t5 f/ d) N- T
is already written.
: r% l- h9 m6 G' F; T% [I am not done with my changes.
' z3 l9 f7 ?! y8 M; [9 J& n% r—Stanley Kunitz4 R6 j* I0 T" |1 W% K ~
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