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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。6 w2 D# M1 a3 K6 o* @5 ^- K9 v
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 }9 T. \$ E+ a7 \4 S R6 k! E5 N& Y
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The layers
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I have walked through many websites,9 P1 G$ n1 F1 w1 C/ {4 _' Y+ ]
some of them I like,
2 u1 P" _ S9 i: q8 v* e* {$ @* Uand some of them I do not like.
0 r1 f% I5 m& O5 yOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe: _- o) Z: R& T/ n- J8 w2 ^
out of his true affections.# N. y7 `8 y n+ a- A z: H5 e, {
I go, I go
( w7 n' D/ V" |! k; ^exulting somewhat, / o- f" }$ \$ F, K, }
with my will intact to go
5 {) H7 a6 Q4 c! w+ ?wherever I need to go,4 M6 V( N& b% s g3 v& t2 {
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
9 c7 W; X' ?; u7 l) Y" h, E* RPrecious to me.% m% e- |" S% u# P
In my darkest night,
# k2 j7 w' s, w% Owhen the moon was covered
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a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice % _6 j6 m% d1 D4 U
directed me:
& I# A8 l8 T6 rLive in the layers
2 I; e2 _5 ]3 D6 A. H* ?; @not on the litter.% O( I. y2 y: y- q
Though I lack the art
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no doubt the next chaper1 O" H& x& W5 k" p5 Z
in my book of transformations
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I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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+ y& x4 o# W: l原文在此:
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The Layers
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I have walked through many lives, 8 l% h" b# o0 K5 P5 \1 l
some of them my own,
' {; q. j- [0 b _5 h* Cand I am not who I was,
3 [1 V1 a4 j+ H. o! _1 p( Jthough some principle of being 1 X j, U0 L& f
abides, from which I struggle
5 j) J" R7 o- x- [) j: znot to stray. 1 V8 [' P4 {+ a- J% V1 }" F
When I look behind, # N$ M' I9 f! v/ B9 ]! Z8 a0 A6 ~
as I am compelled to look # V! T2 b& i y; r
before I can gather strength
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I see the milestones dwindling
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$ C- I* Z$ A% Z8 q% Z! Z: y/ n# tand the slow fires trailing
% {" q2 w" F" d3 y! `3 b' f Ufrom the abandoned camp-sites,
* X! j1 e; } J& ^) ^5 u% S: }over which scavenger angels
9 K8 O, `9 B% H/ P, b: @2 d* |wheel on heavy wings.
6 k7 x. x: F- Y5 a, eOh, I have made myself a tribe
' Q( z5 f$ R; @out of my true affections,
4 P% e4 w3 L" z8 {5 @ J! t* Jand my tribe is scattered! ( V$ T9 D. E* o. a$ B
How shall the heart be reconciled $ e( ~8 {5 C3 H7 P
to its feast of losses?
" ]$ U( R7 t, K: FIn a rising wind
5 G! |0 X( w7 O& ~. d6 N/ I" ~* {the manic dust of my friends,
& Z6 @2 `1 b+ u2 D& F# dthose who fell along the way, $ o8 {1 M" p: e. v) m) n
bitterly stings my face.
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exulting somewhat,
" ^4 n" Q: N- y0 A$ {4 Nwith my will intact to go ' ]9 W; o' v, Y/ s7 Z2 _2 F
whereever I need to go,
d! o+ W( D' k/ X, {* [4 Xand every stone on the road
% Q/ X) i7 d- g* T$ W2 ?precious to me.
; L" ]' ]+ v9 c/ I8 n! xIn my darkest night,
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and I roamed through wreckage,
T l, c# l8 \2 G: Ra nimbus-clouded voice
2 v# |9 A! Q2 ]2 A; O4 ?+ ?" |: Xdirected me: 0 _! h- G0 C- F2 T0 f6 d/ X+ u
"Live in the layers, , H) B* {1 N. y! M+ e
not on the litter."
# R* g% w$ x; S2 EThough I lack the art - J7 f1 H+ g) f+ K+ h: Z
to decipher it,
' \; ]( a! I: y7 Bno doubt the next chapter
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is already written.
' @( Y: m0 s2 t" Z6 ~I am not done with my changes.% ?! _1 e2 |6 L; c. j+ e
—Stanley Kunitz
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