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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。$ c' R& B/ g* w0 Y1 L' L* y, {! S
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: X) ?: j" ? |0 ?) H) S( G
2 B: v4 N$ {. r$ v% O, K* X9 A7 \I have walked through many websites,
3 u& I. R6 e2 P! I. psome of them I like,: G& X6 n+ C0 U7 R: t
and some of them I do not like.+ G/ O3 s _" I" s9 @; O
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
' H' P/ z) r% F: Z Yout of his true affections.
# v! S) c' R. Y2 ZI go, I go
7 O# S) g) {$ J2 p# ?exulting somewhat,
6 `- l# O4 U# pwith my will intact to go% O6 Y+ u2 k n
wherever I need to go," Q/ I( ]8 i1 B _ |" E
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community C) A# E+ w2 v
Precious to me.
2 a! }1 p" {8 A1 A% q" ?7 dIn my darkest night,
! x% w1 g. ?# vwhen the moon was covered z5 A/ e& r8 X' {9 n# I
and I roamed through websites,; b5 B3 g2 s, K- ]; s" F; s2 r
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice * Z0 G* l; g B% z f' x
directed me:/ X9 t' O; k7 Z- h' ]1 _& I% W
Live in the layers! `' t: Y$ s% z- \; G( N
not on the litter.
+ v( G! L. S6 A% MThough I lack the art ; c0 L5 `0 ]3 }/ _
to decipher it,1 |% V0 T2 K7 g4 d8 w* r
no doubt the next chaper
9 U) y4 L, w' _4 a0 g9 Gin my book of transformations
5 v+ D0 Z. ]- U0 U1 H x4 ris already written.; L; k5 C) K3 V6 J5 p" |; y; b
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.- q$ E( @8 m' w8 G. E$ M C
& Z, F K- P0 P原文在此:
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) Y/ D# s( A4 I5 Y" D ^' fThe Layers- p$ s) N/ |* u" C
1 i' _4 W# ^7 n0 @0 |: E8 X' q. rI have walked through many lives,
: i3 ?; s5 Z. ~. e0 j6 L* B9 rsome of them my own,
- j6 r6 j* y& F0 o8 o+ ~and I am not who I was,
: c. m( k& `* G! t4 C+ T4 Athough some principle of being
4 f# y! C, d v% y: ~% iabides, from which I struggle % @5 P' X+ i( I4 m5 j/ R
not to stray. ' |5 s" G2 ^4 P) n, @2 L; w+ L
When I look behind, 2 s5 w" G( [' B8 y9 q7 q
as I am compelled to look
! r) }1 d3 A7 Y; p& D, qbefore I can gather strength
2 y+ |" M0 G0 A W+ M# N6 Dto proceed on my journey, ) C' K6 A S( L/ L
I see the milestones dwindling & n) j4 w( e# R4 y
toward the horizon 6 V( ^; u/ P3 d; X! {- |
and the slow fires trailing
1 O2 y" G: _/ {" N* c: gfrom the abandoned camp-sites,
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wheel on heavy wings.
8 c( @3 H. J: X" i, [Oh, I have made myself a tribe ' |% g. T* {% m* B
out of my true affections,
8 F& g' t6 p6 O0 F+ Mand my tribe is scattered! - y1 ]! o, |5 A. X" v H
How shall the heart be reconciled / ?" I' }, t" Z" R3 p; P0 |' ?
to its feast of losses?
2 I7 v9 [, c1 R! Q6 X [In a rising wind # ]2 z- O& |8 w7 A' @4 A: _) K, `3 t
the manic dust of my friends, ; j+ E# g2 O4 w; b3 V& X
those who fell along the way,
6 a0 ]9 S) d/ l+ C0 U0 m9 d& U- Rbitterly stings my face.
- }7 q6 R4 m _& P9 I( QYet I turn, I turn,
& C7 n! l' u$ r' k4 O0 U0 ]exulting somewhat,
4 `2 {" D9 K) d) {with my will intact to go
1 k+ j4 D' b; r8 C. C4 dwhereever I need to go,
2 u* |* o! s# N4 o; @) I" q Z: hand every stone on the road 7 o* ~; S& O+ O" ?! `: W+ i3 o
precious to me.
7 |) i% R6 u, z, bIn my darkest night, 0 ^3 N( h% U+ Z2 K
when the moon was covered
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$ v6 D% \# ^+ za nimbus-clouded voice ( W, ?6 z) e8 `/ f4 o1 Y
directed me: ' `4 ~9 Y$ {3 M: }+ P
"Live in the layers,
0 u* L# Y1 M6 nnot on the litter." : H6 W& K+ N0 z% X f
Though I lack the art , {/ y( Z' u9 m% t2 |: {
to decipher it,
2 S5 b2 n/ f$ O! \* |% Pno doubt the next chapter 2 M0 H; i) o+ P. n8 ^8 I
in my book of transformations 2 u! }, ~( T) M7 J
is already written.
% a2 E _) z" a% fI am not done with my changes.; Q+ _: P8 y# f: j
—Stanley Kunitz
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