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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
& P" i$ f) B3 i2 z# h8 X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
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The layers
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I have walked through many websites,# v$ G+ n8 ]# A5 W4 ^
some of them I like,
! M" n0 n) G3 e9 X1 ?and some of them I do not like.
; z) L- I2 y( \2 c. D+ TOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe! B- O3 e4 Q8 q( n
out of his true affections.
) l7 H4 Z9 ?$ e3 O1 MI go, I go
$ C- Z: D% \& c! ~% Zexulting somewhat,
$ Y, t/ x& n1 t$ vwith my will intact to go
0 q1 c* g" c0 y0 l8 y( O L- fwherever I need to go,
& `, \7 q0 f+ g& d; P' j, g( Qand every post on the Edmontonchina Community
+ K/ T# ?4 l4 L0 ]Precious to me.
! _* n* c4 B' H) @* pIn my darkest night, 5 Z/ q3 R. T0 D2 n9 `' w% P# x4 I) v
when the moon was covered
^: S" ~6 [- C( |: v7 f" C5 O0 Oand I roamed through websites,/ R/ C/ L$ Q9 c. h
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice 6 J, q7 U* v- \+ T
directed me:) Y' ^1 A7 L& [6 O& n, s3 u- }- M& H
Live in the layers4 q$ Z; c4 I1 ]! a, J4 }
not on the litter.
7 i: K8 P8 Z5 Q: Q$ a/ kThough I lack the art 7 _9 k% v" x8 i! [/ ]8 r
to decipher it,$ u3 z$ Q' h, L s0 G7 y7 m) E
no doubt the next chaper
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is already written.
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The Layers
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I have walked through many lives, ) T1 { o% W& ]% v
some of them my own, 0 _ M1 p- N4 M" a. a# |+ j
and I am not who I was, 2 V$ W5 `. A9 V2 s
though some principle of being 7 n! X" w( E1 @: h; s, l
abides, from which I struggle : x5 y* P( j0 T
not to stray. - a5 w1 f5 ~ k/ g* t
When I look behind,
8 d+ P% E1 Y) k: ?" p4 J; ias I am compelled to look % T D8 d" l) A) H) C6 G% S$ H, \
before I can gather strength 8 i& o3 K6 W' b
to proceed on my journey, ; F1 X g O0 E( h4 G
I see the milestones dwindling
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and the slow fires trailing
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over which scavenger angels
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Oh, I have made myself a tribe
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8 E% X" T0 A9 s, R1 X0 Eand my tribe is scattered! # o& U" |0 v; _: v& \' g5 C
How shall the heart be reconciled
n0 h9 g& D1 r8 gto its feast of losses?
% ]" t2 H6 {/ F9 ?6 T- AIn a rising wind
+ x, n8 x7 K1 othe manic dust of my friends,
) O/ j2 U$ [' lthose who fell along the way, 4 N/ k+ [$ d; [
bitterly stings my face. " ~( q$ v' ^1 W- ]0 r2 i
Yet I turn, I turn,
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, {: _' R P; k1 X4 d9 W: u6 }) h) ywith my will intact to go 1 d% ^$ ~4 S' k' w0 F& ~+ M
whereever I need to go,
0 ?! _0 o" @* i$ Sand every stone on the road
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In my darkest night, ' v0 r& P; X, u+ C, ~; T1 j! `/ L0 C- f
when the moon was covered
2 G6 E. i8 |% y; }( y% X$ Vand I roamed through wreckage, 1 X5 z% A; W) X s. c' J" i; O
a nimbus-clouded voice
8 V6 g; r& [$ v9 d+ g0 mdirected me: ( T+ {; d! \6 l- F6 h3 R" m$ P0 p
"Live in the layers,
8 s, h1 j5 m1 {3 q( w- Tnot on the litter."
4 |( C4 ], W' H6 N) Q) m: sThough I lack the art # k$ C3 R' P" ]
to decipher it, / x* O1 p) m$ ~& R/ i* u
no doubt the next chapter ) ~ e* p! ?+ O4 A- H
in my book of transformations
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I am not done with my changes.2 j6 n- P, H0 e! m( ?, A* P
—Stanley Kunitz+ _5 @$ g. c& Y. m- Q
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