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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
, L R2 X+ H* h* {6 u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 Kunitz4 r, Q$ }% n H
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9 ~; S, s8 H# V' D+ l$ |. d2 R- l1 Y The layers% k, y$ A/ {2 b; L% \
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I have walked through many websites,
: E. o- A. Z7 F7 m/ hsome of them I like,
* L5 C. {! _- N9 oand some of them I do not like.
; B N: E! w9 f3 }3 B& i9 K/ `+ \Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe o# r+ U6 m) D& R9 ]/ I3 G6 s/ \
out of his true affections.2 f" h8 _4 C; X/ O2 w0 m$ d; x
I go, I go" ^: _1 r: |$ i' I: j& x- w( b
exulting somewhat,
: s/ L: C A/ c- `* cwith my will intact to go
+ V/ h6 {$ F6 Y5 B. S& ]wherever I need to go,
+ _' x E. a6 V5 R6 K0 ]* Pand every post on the Edmontonchina Community
( j9 U4 s2 h9 k" i! WPrecious to me.! O& x2 H# s0 h0 @
In my darkest night, . k z" G/ o2 l7 o Y, g, K1 g0 ?
when the moon was covered. m7 s2 }* b" [; n8 Y- p% V1 `
and I roamed through websites,$ r' X9 U0 H" j! i2 m3 _' y
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice : e* y0 j/ s+ ~# x/ j
directed me:
$ r' L% r5 Y, O! ^- S( ], Q: XLive in the layers5 L; {8 C6 F0 `4 |' O7 p4 ]+ W
not on the litter.
. z% T6 {$ V3 f5 [: YThough I lack the art 7 c8 t3 }& L/ K6 I& @9 j" v& t
to decipher it,
; O) D& Y: [8 B M, b! tno doubt the next chaper
( H/ r) K% K1 | Z" p0 Fin my book of transformations
; T5 W4 s! f" his already written.
7 S/ y2 X8 L" lI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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8 B) N; o6 y: B% _原文在此:2 i( H/ A1 ^0 {, R4 l
) B' I2 @+ K" d5 GThe Layers: I8 Q3 W, r/ [/ C7 D {- f/ }- k
4 y1 r* w2 ^( ~# N2 II have walked through many lives, 7 _8 K0 k( a: o# ^+ R
some of them my own,
2 i, k: z D. v" u$ Zand I am not who I was, 9 z0 `; N( R8 x4 b" H+ r. t$ c4 ^
though some principle of being 4 `$ r' T' f7 s z* U; s
abides, from which I struggle + ]( {# J$ U+ h* U6 F1 z& h
not to stray. 5 M* T8 ^. ~+ I5 P# s g
When I look behind, . R x8 B, ]; G
as I am compelled to look
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to proceed on my journey, o' I5 d0 j5 U
I see the milestones dwindling
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and the slow fires trailing
! z# B2 P6 U8 w7 Q5 V! xfrom the abandoned camp-sites,
& t0 R" M& Z3 lover which scavenger angels 8 M% A3 E( X; d1 z
wheel on heavy wings.
0 e C+ c4 d! ^6 A2 KOh, I have made myself a tribe
2 J! x1 ?6 c- w" pout of my true affections,
3 d& l% w8 X5 k0 K2 ^4 @9 n9 @and my tribe is scattered! # D% A" W0 D$ {
How shall the heart be reconciled ) O. b6 z% Y2 F$ V7 I: l; G
to its feast of losses?
2 d2 e3 I7 N4 y5 }4 q' lIn a rising wind 8 ?+ z" u2 D) J6 G8 J
the manic dust of my friends,
3 I* K1 i! ^- Fthose who fell along the way,
7 c% R# G$ L4 j2 K5 bbitterly stings my face. . R. d- t/ C; n7 t# s( s
Yet I turn, I turn,
* u$ O+ i# X$ E4 x. C. \exulting somewhat, ' l; ^$ r% t" x @) {$ H
with my will intact to go m: K, t1 B' O3 H( D
whereever I need to go, . H8 P* L/ M, r" d
and every stone on the road
: ~9 G0 Y8 g, D; Yprecious to me. ) u/ c; P8 e5 h
In my darkest night,
. M- d- K8 k8 x8 J" iwhen the moon was covered 2 W1 g+ V. L) L" l
and I roamed through wreckage, 5 d* @- u: Y" ]8 L
a nimbus-clouded voice / Q3 G' F# H3 R( I! s8 g
directed me:
+ O4 Y* B7 L, A6 M) T$ u8 D1 p"Live in the layers,
" \5 u$ x: D. ]8 p9 ]1 M1 T+ \not on the litter."
i' n. N- a' r, w, ZThough I lack the art 1 @, \. c- k: k
to decipher it, 1 f. O) M7 H! D6 l
no doubt the next chapter
! f5 D! _& H. u6 J# oin my book of transformations
9 }: _) d5 K' ]/ }4 z9 C3 lis already written.
1 g: t1 p+ K0 E3 k2 pI am not done with my changes., D% V% ?: J: r0 k ]
—Stanley Kunitz, g' i& L( j6 M2 U" f# p
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