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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。. M! {5 @& \4 ^1 L# o& Y7 ~
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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+ M* A/ Z" ~; M* l; p2 E, s The layers7 j1 Q2 I8 c" \- | k5 U& M
3 X9 S7 O8 k3 l/ ^: i/ u" nI have walked through many websites,
) |( C- x5 v3 hsome of them I like,$ k3 u4 F4 h& |* ~* H) s
and some of them I do not like.. T T, M7 ` K- Z. u' J6 {' L4 R
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
. j9 L( ~" X) t3 s: b5 y7 kout of his true affections.
! T5 e8 `; t! _ e! HI go, I go
8 H- S% V5 {. s; }5 ]$ wexulting somewhat,
. W' X( g$ x2 a8 }2 w; Twith my will intact to go# I3 d! P2 }3 T6 i
wherever I need to go,# } l" o5 m. h
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community 0 g4 `, U9 a# c5 ]! f
Precious to me.
/ D+ `( W0 f9 z EIn my darkest night,
! j C0 |9 [, U8 N6 _9 {when the moon was covered
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a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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Live in the layers: n) P) ?% K9 P3 A+ l" L
not on the litter.2 j7 u: }' M7 g. W/ V4 |! E# {4 H
Though I lack the art
1 P, Y9 l9 l- P0 \8 v3 X4 T# w4 Oto decipher it,
5 l$ f) ^2 w9 N, C2 q4 eno doubt the next chaper
[$ D1 b& H# ?! xin my book of transformations8 d3 k I0 o/ e
is already written.5 r0 v+ Z( o& A, T/ S3 b" X
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.5 i) ~! w+ z8 C
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The Layers
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I have walked through many lives,
7 D- d- D5 }0 h% ~1 y2 j, M Lsome of them my own,
0 S$ Q- `. Q% s$ k1 T0 N6 N4 Mand I am not who I was, 0 _, v) D8 ]* J X
though some principle of being
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not to stray.
5 U$ C6 U4 m2 NWhen I look behind,
" B: i- h* g: N; k' T1 Bas I am compelled to look & N2 @0 V7 T& Y& F% s# N
before I can gather strength
! ~( z: M6 d$ |. R, ~1 }to proceed on my journey, . w/ R& v4 M2 s6 V
I see the milestones dwindling ( b) |7 F' N8 a7 ^* b
toward the horizon
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from the abandoned camp-sites,
9 O `( r. Z1 D0 I+ a1 w- ^over which scavenger angels
, | N2 z1 r3 ]& Gwheel on heavy wings. 0 ^% N! f* w: V9 h# x
Oh, I have made myself a tribe ) g+ [8 I( n/ z! K5 O2 d3 y
out of my true affections, 5 ]' s2 @% M; M0 a* w8 p9 ?5 ~4 d
and my tribe is scattered! : t1 k4 ~3 r9 U. Z0 e ~! j
How shall the heart be reconciled
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In a rising wind ' u# `& ^& \9 O2 t$ E' U/ H" e) D9 B
the manic dust of my friends,
I, w/ \5 K! d& X! r: |5 O1 }those who fell along the way, 1 Y) \6 I0 q% B+ X, k+ m/ I; t; _9 b; Q
bitterly stings my face. . n4 r3 F0 d4 Z" Q
Yet I turn, I turn, ; [, r% `$ s& L' p9 \
exulting somewhat,
& j0 R K* D8 fwith my will intact to go
7 i* U' e0 Q. Zwhereever I need to go, : t0 }! Y3 l/ @. c
and every stone on the road
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0 \ o: d4 u T7 u) p( m5 }In my darkest night, ) C5 C; G4 U# H3 U
when the moon was covered ; E$ k- ?9 U9 u$ s; _8 ]# ~- O7 Q
and I roamed through wreckage,
1 G4 v4 J6 C8 S' u0 e/ x7 Ta nimbus-clouded voice
1 @5 V; u" j5 N/ {8 K J6 n `6 hdirected me: # ~9 C5 {+ c! C ^3 I9 @0 h: I9 I
"Live in the layers,
8 F% j6 L) t4 t% Tnot on the litter." @& K- V( k: ^( a" J
Though I lack the art
# {9 q- E1 |- r3 c' j& V) ~+ Wto decipher it,
( U6 M: h" T2 L& M$ K; N: @no doubt the next chapter 7 h% l! J! V6 L# K$ \
in my book of transformations
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I am not done with my changes.9 ?. X Y9 ?% r5 `+ b5 q* y
—Stanley Kunitz
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