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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。5 R/ v5 F4 T) J" M1 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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0 {) d4 i7 t3 ^3 } The layers
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! h: T7 T6 I% b6 \0 B- h5 EI have walked through many websites,
% w/ j+ S, Z$ t$ X% w" esome of them I like,5 c L# ~: p( W" L
and some of them I do not like.1 A' ]/ w5 U1 B: V
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe1 R( B$ p8 U% h" j7 ]5 T2 d y
out of his true affections.
: M1 W. E# S' g' J, f0 h! uI go, I go
+ C- y# n3 y8 Y. N# L7 a2 ]exulting somewhat,
0 z1 |$ J/ ]4 r& N' Y" ]3 Cwith my will intact to go
`1 h$ U" c) A" K- C4 ywherever I need to go,; p6 p8 k7 a: E2 W! t
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community 7 }* ~- k1 n L" ]
Precious to me.
& A! y3 | U' b6 l9 YIn my darkest night,
& d8 M# C" `: y- nwhen the moon was covered" {% |+ q. q: B9 \8 Z4 t. F V
and I roamed through websites,: P2 T% [# H: s* M; o: T
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice R8 K! e1 W9 [5 V% |) w3 M
directed me:4 e: F" b9 `- k8 ]
Live in the layers
: O% w9 D3 c. c) Qnot on the litter.
, {* ^2 ~& l5 t& tThough I lack the art
& }" Y$ S/ J# G4 @7 P1 dto decipher it,
! C. e$ F0 g# I; Tno doubt the next chaper
" x7 X W# X4 ?& d' v$ win my book of transformations
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% g/ F. }7 C9 {7 S6 `# aI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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The Layers+ C4 i2 K/ N# R# E
9 `3 ^" {* d7 e0 ]3 T: q. vI have walked through many lives, 6 e7 V" d' T; J2 g$ _
some of them my own,
! J& `$ y: K( Wand I am not who I was, 7 r& K, m- }3 R$ q* i b2 A
though some principle of being
) ]$ |. p+ V0 Q# Y, Tabides, from which I struggle & M1 S% o# I: L. q3 D9 ~# R5 d' s
not to stray. 5 o6 L- p# B- H6 `
When I look behind, # z1 V+ e7 ^* J, D4 [
as I am compelled to look
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to proceed on my journey, $ u2 R8 E z( i7 S& |# |; G
I see the milestones dwindling
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and the slow fires trailing
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! H s3 C3 s% i% hover which scavenger angels
7 Z/ }" n! c/ X, ? T T2 o/ z( wwheel on heavy wings. : I0 \1 [7 [4 m C1 b( V9 n
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
/ i/ \% v- V- B" Z0 S9 uout of my true affections, : z5 u8 b1 R4 c) d2 o& c" J* A
and my tribe is scattered!
# X# V. f& d% k' T0 ]8 S3 w- uHow shall the heart be reconciled " W* {- ^4 U9 |
to its feast of losses?
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the manic dust of my friends, 6 N/ L9 x8 o. x2 R0 W
those who fell along the way, 3 w8 F: i. |" W% s+ m, ~
bitterly stings my face. 0 {/ o9 `9 W; T5 K
Yet I turn, I turn,
: O' S, V: I* jexulting somewhat,
, N# f, M k3 D# y. k* x. twith my will intact to go / y' P5 T; m! X& {1 c4 o
whereever I need to go, - @/ J5 R, q. k7 A5 H
and every stone on the road 0 Y. ?0 u( c1 f+ z+ s5 Q i6 d
precious to me. , [$ v. j6 ~" @2 C' k* c# J' O
In my darkest night,
8 F) g! ~6 @, u, `( bwhen the moon was covered
, l" a8 z$ ]% j) {and I roamed through wreckage,
, q7 T1 d3 \& { j- ea nimbus-clouded voice 2 t' Q a+ ~9 ?; @2 x
directed me: ) E/ x% Q- j: ]. L* s; x$ o! T
"Live in the layers,
0 e. \( y, @3 e% b: @8 X3 o+ H! xnot on the litter."
. e5 K+ j' m* ?; }( mThough I lack the art # m0 @- q0 d1 _! F. s/ @$ Y7 h
to decipher it,
0 t' K3 g* [ b" H' h9 Q- @no doubt the next chapter ' u* j: X# H6 l' l* s- o/ Q! t3 k
in my book of transformations * B- @& j9 J/ l# l! r: D
is already written. 5 ` M$ J! M- I( c/ @( X
I am not done with my changes./ v1 g3 s6 k2 a4 U: M
—Stanley Kunitz+ k' N8 ^; _* L
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