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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
; Y0 M1 z0 @$ N+ J9 ?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. ~6 h; n! A& \" V
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The layers- a4 K: x' P+ i/ ^: D3 [3 ~
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I have walked through many websites,
) L& G$ q8 v, {& n: w9 dsome of them I like,: A2 _: J( ^; f: M4 P
and some of them I do not like.
' Z) Q8 X8 Z9 P' T; S& W) FOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe x/ H) X" L- X0 ]
out of his true affections.+ G, S; I2 k4 W- p6 D( u1 K' O' k
I go, I go
/ q& y2 c5 Z" C& V5 Y3 [exulting somewhat,
5 T! F* X" B, l; N9 }# ?3 n) ^with my will intact to go8 `; L, E( }& P7 z' ] S" E' z
wherever I need to go,
$ Y8 D* W" b. g* I* R, mand every post on the Edmontonchina Community 8 {2 W2 u/ G$ a' R
Precious to me.
4 O- P; o+ x/ m) m( D' NIn my darkest night, 7 M' ~- R, n* C% S
when the moon was covered
5 r2 B E: Y; R6 \$ hand I roamed through websites,
, y f$ M4 B( j% Z& Q xa nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice 6 u- F W. R2 [, T+ ?
directed me:
% u# a4 u$ } e! F& ?0 mLive in the layers$ O% Y& v$ a2 u
not on the litter.
( Q* P- J$ W& G# A% IThough I lack the art ( K- J) O9 I S# m
to decipher it,& r1 Z4 Q% k7 O1 s6 b% l, d
no doubt the next chaper7 z: |) G) o0 b( W
in my book of transformations* g! k& Z% n) h9 u1 ?4 v/ B) [
is already written.
2 ?& D+ {" C' _! I2 [! r: gI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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The Layers; y z" {9 d& [8 ~! H
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I have walked through many lives, ; ^3 g0 _$ H4 N
some of them my own, / i7 B/ V# |( g8 @& O
and I am not who I was, & n1 j% h& w8 {0 y! {6 `
though some principle of being
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not to stray.
8 B& j$ _2 r! K9 w8 f/ }When I look behind, * v" V3 v, O, N" r' U1 a
as I am compelled to look ; q. Q: b! Y# ^" ], V
before I can gather strength 5 Q+ x! J3 ?: E+ J9 I
to proceed on my journey, " k* e/ r' o. v0 e ^
I see the milestones dwindling 8 x0 i3 V+ }; X. }4 b) l/ H
toward the horizon , J3 f' Z) R5 u5 L8 ]( b& @1 N! l
and the slow fires trailing o" _& m3 }" E# l8 T
from the abandoned camp-sites, E0 b. ~9 n7 h" v
over which scavenger angels
n6 s# N. I; v( D7 lwheel on heavy wings.
! @; A A) J- T- s$ E, A* z- L- @2 nOh, I have made myself a tribe
# D8 u$ U+ Q1 Uout of my true affections, 9 R2 `- n1 u# d1 `9 ~6 v
and my tribe is scattered!
& |. D, s& [" M" u& }" b4 \7 j1 @How shall the heart be reconciled
' B5 O [7 N/ Q' T2 i' N3 [2 L2 Oto its feast of losses?
; R$ z) B* d# [8 z0 h: f* aIn a rising wind
5 w; J5 j! @& ~" M2 T2 K6 B9 zthe manic dust of my friends,
% A [$ i% W2 H$ G0 Z0 sthose who fell along the way, , y! z9 Y+ j4 |' x: s# j7 K/ s0 _
bitterly stings my face.
2 o& |4 f" K+ f7 IYet I turn, I turn,
4 S. p7 U, K( ^& w6 w/ z6 c- lexulting somewhat,
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whereever I need to go, 6 ~" \$ c D& q; y
and every stone on the road
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In my darkest night,
; v' n4 l! J1 L* N; _+ Ywhen the moon was covered
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a nimbus-clouded voice ! p& B% V7 h! b) y q* J
directed me:
+ r& A+ h: k- o( u4 w9 D/ I, q; v4 n"Live in the layers,
0 m; e# N; d) z3 w onot on the litter." ! M% E2 N6 D$ R& E( Y
Though I lack the art
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no doubt the next chapter
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3 ~! c2 D; h# P+ a. j& l/ HI am not done with my changes.
. R" y0 b! Q5 U! o, `1 H% E' N—Stanley Kunitz
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