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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
! n# Q6 c" ^2 U2 v; \4 ?+ _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; U6 I3 E6 d/ K
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The layers
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( P+ O. f/ o# C, ^I have walked through many websites,8 @% w. K; d4 ?5 c+ ^- J3 U
some of them I like,
, l7 \! Q& O0 ^! land some of them I do not like.
0 e' |* f- P; {8 w2 tOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe- E" }# A8 P3 @; x1 ~4 ?; Z& T
out of his true affections./ N9 R9 j/ {9 y0 O
I go, I go3 W: o* Z: U% [
exulting somewhat,
8 x# Y- g# T) ]4 B+ Z, P) A) bwith my will intact to go
7 T; u, h$ I8 b2 `0 [wherever I need to go,
1 H3 u) K+ K0 s5 D5 |7 X6 yand every post on the Edmontonchina Community ; d& l, G! o( x" j) G
Precious to me.
& h7 P9 m8 u( p, jIn my darkest night,
$ r# A( H @8 A0 o% twhen the moon was covered5 k: x) m& t1 S# ~
and I roamed through websites,7 c) z; f D. c& N. D
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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Live in the layers8 x3 }$ v$ k0 n3 h5 n& W4 J
not on the litter.
* b( Z. O; y% Q2 a- UThough I lack the art 2 T7 O u ~, D
to decipher it,
) R# Q6 `) c0 s8 E6 z/ {& Yno doubt the next chaper
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is already written.1 X- e; y: d/ {3 C `* \
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.! r6 Q7 {9 {% g# |( G, ]/ z) r, c# x
& {8 ]# m( s) n3 y原文在此:) N) z% H1 D8 E! A
8 o) L K- a3 Q. o C) ^The Layers8 I6 T: n* \( G( h# ^" h4 j: j
$ m6 ]7 h' U% ^) OI have walked through many lives, ! T, u6 ^7 k4 x( A: ~6 J3 A
some of them my own,
4 o# _( b0 N$ r8 C1 Land I am not who I was, & t8 M2 v- m3 \. H
though some principle of being
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not to stray.
" l1 w+ t4 W; xWhen I look behind, i, h3 [: `' p3 `- _
as I am compelled to look 0 O1 f. e/ b1 y6 u: [
before I can gather strength % {+ u+ ]4 Z; @/ N) ]
to proceed on my journey,
; i7 _& E& V$ Q7 k/ k D* pI see the milestones dwindling
' ^/ h! X5 t( n9 G% Otoward the horizon
( ?8 R% e7 j5 x& ?6 m6 cand the slow fires trailing 3 R, p; f8 B" @5 w, w& `
from the abandoned camp-sites,
' b& r7 s8 d2 Xover which scavenger angels
+ U4 e' A9 {/ B, o! Twheel on heavy wings.
; Z5 M# d6 x4 l9 \8 uOh, I have made myself a tribe
5 P& p* t4 n9 U e6 Wout of my true affections, 7 j1 h! i% {! }- C; Y" N! ]& r! O
and my tribe is scattered! ' p- H# _" N% C0 z: Y
How shall the heart be reconciled
R* u" K" _6 {# w2 cto its feast of losses? 5 Y2 \# R7 h- @& H- W
In a rising wind
& \3 V. H6 T4 C% ithe manic dust of my friends, 8 t! U- r6 L5 D1 S
those who fell along the way, ) g6 S; C7 v2 s8 H- v
bitterly stings my face. ! O: c) I( L8 j9 b F# @
Yet I turn, I turn, 5 {8 o8 a7 w' m2 A
exulting somewhat,
6 _$ ]2 Y, J; X( K n4 `& xwith my will intact to go / t+ X5 d& ?& z( M7 Q
whereever I need to go, 6 Q& c" a. u& F3 H) H, O
and every stone on the road
; \! Q- h/ a$ R- } t gprecious to me.
: u7 `! g/ }& | p! iIn my darkest night,
1 b9 Z( m+ O' o/ d1 P' Jwhen the moon was covered , ^5 T; b* r: m
and I roamed through wreckage,
) j+ c6 r. @9 r( T4 ~5 ga nimbus-clouded voice " h5 s$ r5 e* L( Z6 w6 |
directed me: 5 I S2 v" O5 d3 f' E; ]
"Live in the layers,
8 x3 @8 a) ?/ w8 r. `not on the litter." . m) q% I9 u5 \% B% M k
Though I lack the art
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7 u/ I5 ]- E1 q. N9 Tno doubt the next chapter / P) O; h1 {) k: i+ M1 @
in my book of transformations
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I am not done with my changes.9 W0 v- L: c+ G3 ^6 k4 F) r
—Stanley Kunitz
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