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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。8 O3 l1 u5 s/ _; K/ j
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 Kunitz5 y" f; N& g8 q2 W3 y3 {
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The layers* `# p% W% z" o2 R
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I have walked through many websites,. C# G2 g/ _$ Q9 c
some of them I like,
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Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe4 {% A+ V* ]$ ]3 o
out of his true affections.4 R- k5 ^. r% p( f* z& l& a
I go, I go9 \2 D$ k/ ^% P3 y
exulting somewhat, ' c% r. Y6 \' S) ^
with my will intact to go$ p% N' s3 S9 E7 W; ~
wherever I need to go,4 N* s5 y; @, ^( x# J* x1 j' q) z
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
' L6 H+ T: x" a T6 E+ `Precious to me.
; y7 ^& y& s& d7 N( p. RIn my darkest night, 7 C8 h; {4 k r# t$ P/ E3 |+ m) T
when the moon was covered
: @2 v# r; K/ Kand I roamed through websites,
. F: }7 D2 Q) B. M/ C3 ^* Ua nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice 2 R2 T9 ]9 D- N/ F6 _2 |3 D& a
directed me:
8 \" p+ q \5 e! }Live in the layers% C3 \: z! t% }9 C- K# f4 Z' V& M. A
not on the litter.
; u* m$ K8 e- {+ B6 f) ZThough I lack the art
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; i0 u% v& @$ ~+ v2 cno doubt the next chaper7 A6 Y Z$ G' M+ o
in my book of transformations
- M4 t% f- f# q$ x! `1 \is already written.3 L5 X1 C* a$ f* b* E) g$ G- v
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.1 i6 A, G5 \7 V) u
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The Layers5 ^6 n8 @% k( l5 {% w- s
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I have walked through many lives, 6 `0 a6 W: g1 B4 r
some of them my own,
4 }: Z! S2 Q0 Z' {( R# n9 tand I am not who I was,
6 y+ T" z- [& B) Ethough some principle of being
3 ]0 j4 ^$ V5 m# f; qabides, from which I struggle
/ R/ k. {6 u. C9 f# Knot to stray.
/ U3 t" ~! ~6 qWhen I look behind, . d) h" B2 s0 i& J
as I am compelled to look 1 ?, a) P- C* n R0 M3 `. @+ H; Q
before I can gather strength
- Y5 U: X( s& _$ \5 e' [7 fto proceed on my journey,
6 M7 y$ S2 z% Y* u, e+ k+ yI see the milestones dwindling 5 h+ }" W+ Q7 S2 O$ v
toward the horizon |, v7 t, a+ X: h: E5 Z% z
and the slow fires trailing - X ~9 K6 A/ B5 P
from the abandoned camp-sites, o( X2 [3 h# Z! N
over which scavenger angels
1 b5 f. J( J& w% Y% S) B; ^9 F, w( Wwheel on heavy wings.
" {' q" U; i! c# U' q4 pOh, I have made myself a tribe 7 b- M* ~& v( D& ~
out of my true affections, 2 T# n& w0 X( N. \
and my tribe is scattered!
, U8 [" {1 l6 x/ `7 b1 NHow shall the heart be reconciled L1 H" g4 H% [6 I
to its feast of losses? 8 c2 f8 h, `, J7 J# ?' d
In a rising wind
. W! e& F0 T4 [' }: Q _7 Othe manic dust of my friends,
4 J% z @7 z, N7 @6 q( j Y/ U7 ythose who fell along the way,
" B* \& x b" obitterly stings my face. / |+ g9 Z) K) I) v4 I# ]# C& |* f/ t. L
Yet I turn, I turn,
3 D0 F. u6 |4 |exulting somewhat,
, Q( ?! _" X, U2 Vwith my will intact to go 0 \- z# F" A- Z3 u/ l. {% l
whereever I need to go, 8 f' ?3 f- C, i/ K# g: ]
and every stone on the road : X1 i7 P+ h" T3 w/ d, ?
precious to me.
6 h0 F4 V8 O5 h `/ BIn my darkest night,
8 F7 ]% l# a* Z9 D+ r* w, pwhen the moon was covered
5 a- J/ y& U3 i1 i* Y0 K8 pand I roamed through wreckage,
4 a% m/ X" X! B# L, }% z- m3 ?, `+ wa nimbus-clouded voice ; T- |# w2 k$ a0 w
directed me:
- e3 ~6 X/ }2 w0 y( o"Live in the layers,
+ a }: t9 J6 u' e1 \! m' C8 nnot on the litter." ( f s7 |& M- u; i5 t! H- j
Though I lack the art & p0 F: G/ M8 d4 t
to decipher it, 6 w! F. b+ ] ~
no doubt the next chapter
8 r1 m8 d. Q! j2 B7 j1 iin my book of transformations
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8 a- K1 y# u' L* e) v4 O7 g7 pI am not done with my changes.9 K7 k v$ K$ Y, g; F% J) @2 Z
—Stanley Kunitz# ?" o! a8 C. Y+ I' I; F
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