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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。# Y. h7 U' ^- F8 ]
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$ d7 F4 b1 c2 ~5 p& p" s t0 `" {
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I have walked through many websites,1 Z" x/ G1 }2 ^: W7 N
some of them I like,/ a3 T4 z2 y; g" v& l* H) H; Z c
and some of them I do not like.4 K) o0 T Q5 i8 J- i# i4 ~% V
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
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I go, I go
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with my will intact to go
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and every post on the Edmontonchina Community 9 u- k$ g! p4 z0 C# G
Precious to me.7 C1 }$ E, z6 h
In my darkest night,
8 I/ h: x% l" v/ a1 b3 h! Wwhen the moon was covered9 h) ^# t; F9 Y" U. P6 v! W9 \
and I roamed through websites,
7 y/ X7 @1 ?* \" n8 u8 `a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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Live in the layers
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Though I lack the art
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in my book of transformations
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S i0 y: ?3 l4 x \. uI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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V# ]: T0 t: h! p4 ^8 R原文在此:
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% k9 Z+ C# ~" Z/ Q& DThe Layers
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4 O, P8 ]6 ]7 R# e. cI have walked through many lives, 8 C$ F8 i+ n9 u% V# A# ^3 A
some of them my own,
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4 O( j" a+ S$ h1 T) Rthough some principle of being ! m! U6 r) q/ }1 z4 p
abides, from which I struggle ; s9 ]2 \! X+ \0 }
not to stray. ) ~- W7 [5 d$ J3 }6 t9 D
When I look behind,
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before I can gather strength
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" r: E# d6 q5 h$ \1 C( R7 II see the milestones dwindling
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R% r. e. ] ?* Oand the slow fires trailing
+ p( K5 H3 j5 z+ N. Q' a" ^7 @ N' Sfrom the abandoned camp-sites,
( L6 t3 e! V, Z& j/ q" x3 qover which scavenger angels
8 J$ c, ^; F5 q, \; F. z' b# }1 Ewheel on heavy wings. # z7 H! b- D p1 ?" w, ?) m- M
Oh, I have made myself a tribe ' A8 k2 N8 ~( o! `# [4 ^( }8 Y
out of my true affections,
! Q* O- j3 ]. N0 ]* h) w& ] rand my tribe is scattered!
! |0 H( z, y7 }; w4 BHow shall the heart be reconciled 3 g* ~8 N- |3 C
to its feast of losses?
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the manic dust of my friends,
; w* A, O, m- P/ x5 Xthose who fell along the way,
' y2 x) {6 z/ \) Mbitterly stings my face. ) ]0 p( q' n: Y
Yet I turn, I turn, ) ]; w3 D/ w, v @+ p
exulting somewhat, : v, k! s- N5 ]$ z( c, V6 C* o
with my will intact to go
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4 [: T T. I7 |: U+ p4 ?and every stone on the road 7 L, R1 N5 l- d" R% ~
precious to me.
8 k& b$ @# I9 m- n+ E7 G* SIn my darkest night, ; P8 X1 H3 |8 b" }/ t. v$ {
when the moon was covered 3 i$ V! }# h! P$ d( a
and I roamed through wreckage,
' M' n8 D6 Y" r! Y( l; Ea nimbus-clouded voice
+ i8 g" \' I+ Kdirected me: * h1 F; g# I! u1 y2 q
"Live in the layers, 8 o3 @1 p, o5 f0 `6 V
not on the litter." 4 _( n, P5 b: h1 C: [/ N. n
Though I lack the art / M/ f5 j- r: s5 o+ K( f. \4 |" J r
to decipher it, 1 [0 g3 s' N2 n& B
no doubt the next chapter 9 b' h4 Q0 K/ y& ]2 r5 ~. ]" M
in my book of transformations " j& d3 I0 V* T
is already written. * w- c7 d& t1 O$ O9 J
I am not done with my changes.
( O7 r5 C5 g g+ G8 e3 y, n$ n$ U—Stanley Kunitz! b- {/ T; p" X/ J: |; z
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