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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。: D8 k) X& E9 F, w+ p6 @
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 Kunitz8 ^* g4 s- C k& ?5 H
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# V5 {. @* f: A$ {1 U- Y The layers
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0 @# O- @+ ]3 W5 KI have walked through many websites,
; r3 d, x) r) ^6 Hsome of them I like,
7 e; p5 z S2 _7 m# Oand some of them I do not like.9 P2 x8 U0 g% u3 T, c/ x( i7 X
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe$ V, ~5 Q+ `& o, l" O5 K5 w+ D0 @
out of his true affections.1 L3 g4 B2 b1 r" A
I go, I go
1 Z2 m0 l7 j! N2 m/ wexulting somewhat, & ?5 w, z2 c7 O/ \4 }1 M6 T. b4 m \) A
with my will intact to go$ V }9 v Y s L9 X- q+ t0 F
wherever I need to go,
7 f. {& I( P- W/ ?0 T5 O& R7 dand every post on the Edmontonchina Community % l ]: C: v2 x$ M0 E( R! U6 F9 Y+ Z
Precious to me.
# [9 P T) G9 {/ Q, K0 q" [In my darkest night,
8 L7 z& q% T* C; @$ xwhen the moon was covered/ I$ b) K% x: g# m
and I roamed through websites, y7 R6 @# Q, R6 ` V6 V6 m& s
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
9 ]- N2 y7 ^. t) y9 W) s& Hdirected me:
N# h1 B$ I- |% v/ _1 U: jLive in the layers
7 @* W& B/ U$ t( W2 ?& a2 }not on the litter.
4 C) ~$ X7 _+ W1 W! qThough I lack the art
" o9 M4 C( \. w4 U+ \+ u5 tto decipher it,
+ F' F. p1 [+ ]' Eno doubt the next chaper
$ d$ t* B% X, w% D8 q6 ain my book of transformations9 c& ~. t# p: J* n+ k
is already written.- Y) t( U* }5 D0 ^+ w3 B
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.* K6 z& d0 @: S8 M, `
! l a( v B- P. q; Y4 W9 M: x原文在此:
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The Layers
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% J: \& M! x+ J5 H) ?I have walked through many lives,
; I2 A* [8 X# E, Y* P# }some of them my own,
+ q3 u8 t3 r' h- P/ O' @5 ^and I am not who I was, 4 m. }8 ?) h' a* [+ L" @: F
though some principle of being ! b- T5 W4 V# z8 v
abides, from which I struggle $ F8 v% i" D' h5 m( D. u
not to stray.
0 K2 Z) L* o6 @1 Q1 G- HWhen I look behind, : O, s! w7 j/ Y; D8 [! U
as I am compelled to look 0 M1 X( E2 d! b9 H2 [9 R
before I can gather strength i! \- d L- T$ h. Y: N
to proceed on my journey,
+ q6 I) _8 D: hI see the milestones dwindling $ J& i1 Q: ]8 [4 p9 c! w! B
toward the horizon
! b: J( [' ]* Z' `! Band the slow fires trailing
% {2 y, X" O( t' X, sfrom the abandoned camp-sites, 5 F% E2 H/ y( C5 q( E$ N* s3 B
over which scavenger angels / N' c0 ~( r2 c
wheel on heavy wings.
5 M9 m- A$ L3 fOh, I have made myself a tribe
; ]0 W& r' |/ eout of my true affections,
4 b6 H6 V6 F% k* q! K. w6 Qand my tribe is scattered! ' N" \0 L+ w5 o
How shall the heart be reconciled
. q: |' L' z; H: e& S# |1 m- lto its feast of losses? S' }6 f' U0 G
In a rising wind 1 D% ]8 E, P0 R- j+ S& g: b, Z4 L
the manic dust of my friends, 1 @3 y' g' _! ~" g( p5 I
those who fell along the way, ; C' d+ }) T5 `
bitterly stings my face. & z4 e( a9 B% P% a/ ?7 G \3 v
Yet I turn, I turn, " i$ l* t% j0 \4 a" z& J( k4 H
exulting somewhat,
8 h: x; Z6 m2 x9 awith my will intact to go
$ L0 K/ _4 w& [/ h1 ~* U, v/ i/ N# nwhereever I need to go,
: B( O* |5 v$ q7 I! Zand every stone on the road
) C/ G0 \( n3 E: O% S4 c0 K; @precious to me.
- t7 F9 ^9 ]" B! H' r7 r" B0 cIn my darkest night, / t7 n0 u( A. F8 O0 w3 @6 K0 f1 A9 k
when the moon was covered
* X1 w5 W. l2 G2 S# m& D% a" _& gand I roamed through wreckage, # C$ H+ x& p) U. h% S- J$ Q5 X3 N3 i$ E
a nimbus-clouded voice
# ~; L3 N8 `- I, |& w2 ydirected me:
/ e: g! R5 f0 Q/ _' T( q"Live in the layers,
' n" ]9 j% K6 A" B; y( mnot on the litter." & {9 M6 A# H7 {* K: h, k: \
Though I lack the art
( H" [, }9 x. X6 J& H& rto decipher it,
2 y* D4 p: T: G5 n3 m fno doubt the next chapter
# a: k; P% W5 y# u& s1 h% ]3 Sin my book of transformations
5 f* j$ W( ]2 }+ `is already written.
2 n; H8 S- y* t+ yI am not done with my changes.
2 s# u5 f7 x7 N( l* `2 P2 Q( S9 K—Stanley Kunitz
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