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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
7 c* g- ]: K2 t3 A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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" x3 h/ I% |9 V, Y9 j: ?; P" { The layers8 h* O0 Q- y3 ]9 c4 P8 Z$ N0 f' r
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I have walked through many websites,
5 Q3 J$ h( M7 u- y3 A% [1 ]some of them I like,4 {9 H7 }4 W3 F2 u& q7 ]
and some of them I do not like.
2 E# e% G u SOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
6 K. A; J- k- G- Kout of his true affections.. L" ~) J/ b" `( [ E$ C& E: g
I go, I go o7 R, j+ f8 \6 J# B2 m
exulting somewhat,
3 |# T+ i& k7 J% w; ewith my will intact to go \" y7 L) L# E% `( j4 }8 z7 T) p- d7 X
wherever I need to go,
/ l% P7 _6 ~* @& [, S5 g4 Fand every post on the Edmontonchina Community
& ~5 u- C4 L7 F1 kPrecious to me.
0 c' d( s0 I2 vIn my darkest night,
3 F2 @# a/ U6 Z A# gwhen the moon was covered1 ^2 R/ W8 J# L' \6 J% m
and I roamed through websites,
. K! h! k: E! S" Y( Ha nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice # b+ u4 z9 B# g# I @- ]/ X! [: T
directed me:* y8 @' {5 t3 A* E
Live in the layers/ q% X5 V) k% B& i% t
not on the litter./ Q; H% B/ p+ K, f! o7 H
Though I lack the art ' i- Y: h1 p8 N! D" n
to decipher it,8 W; p! p3 S- F( e9 i' Q
no doubt the next chaper
K3 D+ h7 J6 e. |+ W, @6 ]in my book of transformations
* p$ [* `7 u: S) [is already written.
2 ^5 S/ s" J9 z; B' fI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.% H/ E3 g8 L! ^; W1 z5 f* W3 J" ]
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原文在此:
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% q Z4 K8 | kThe Layers- L7 }6 Y$ o; {* p& x
2 q( x3 [" V* u6 nI have walked through many lives, 5 ^: e; x4 R% p' u- j. C( q; X% |1 d
some of them my own, ) r2 O" v3 e' K1 v9 s
and I am not who I was, : `" g; u, S+ b+ Z2 h; g- O2 @
though some principle of being , D( t1 K* ~ W$ W) o3 \
abides, from which I struggle $ T+ m5 h. W+ @8 z1 b, K# n
not to stray.
- ?- L/ M6 z5 yWhen I look behind, 3 D2 D# X$ Z% `6 R9 i0 H x5 I0 N/ @
as I am compelled to look 0 Y( z4 t; {: D4 R. z; |- H F
before I can gather strength + p) K5 x& @% E! t$ ^* X
to proceed on my journey,
4 y K# {. @- d! k% K" RI see the milestones dwindling
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from the abandoned camp-sites,
; s& R8 P* _! x7 J2 f, cover which scavenger angels
; a# `' n( p' E% w( p% x( Ewheel on heavy wings. 7 [- ~0 b% G3 j# J* _( x3 m
Oh, I have made myself a tribe ( S3 m9 ?4 z Y% i( L
out of my true affections, 2 j7 X1 V, }8 P7 k# W! [2 ] p
and my tribe is scattered! 1 I" {' T& a; a" s5 H$ J. A' v
How shall the heart be reconciled : Q/ C& m# U5 d. Z! C* Z6 P' \1 }. M7 x* {
to its feast of losses? 2 t' L6 V% e& z8 S! w3 i' H8 Z( E; |
In a rising wind 5 B/ ]* @5 s. n1 D5 C; \
the manic dust of my friends, 1 O: |7 E3 Y& `0 b- T0 c
those who fell along the way, * {( a! _; D3 H$ j
bitterly stings my face. 8 R1 p: z8 [0 M) u
Yet I turn, I turn, ; O& n6 @& S4 G* k% {. N7 D5 w
exulting somewhat, 3 S3 i1 v' Z- A( N9 f7 y
with my will intact to go
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2 l7 d2 R3 M, b8 aand every stone on the road ; R! F9 o9 `9 x- e" d- o
precious to me.
8 c, L9 ^/ P( q' uIn my darkest night,
/ n/ R2 t7 {% z! j$ U6 Twhen the moon was covered
! j4 G2 q8 E5 Gand I roamed through wreckage,
8 R& o; Q4 W! B! A7 Ma nimbus-clouded voice 8 u+ |7 m" r$ o
directed me:
* X' W; J) P% c) m, s' v"Live in the layers,
' k, G9 m/ k% a4 Z' J1 W# {* r+ snot on the litter."
' Q5 { M5 T# I& \Though I lack the art % } R5 t% b4 D2 `4 ~
to decipher it,
% p4 W2 c2 H. Q% b; _7 G& Z8 P! @0 ?no doubt the next chapter
4 L% T" f, i3 X8 f( K3 {in my book of transformations
" g% U7 o3 |+ {is already written. " x4 Y& \% u6 t! v$ c1 K
I am not done with my changes., D4 a# n) E/ W/ J
—Stanley Kunitz
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