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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
, \0 H2 F1 o- \9 [% K# `, C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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1 K$ z! O% d, b+ v- G: T The layers( A7 Z* |# `, b, D6 J
! I* {3 t$ w) R0 l0 DI have walked through many websites,
* y- N, t; r- z, @some of them I like,
8 ]+ I: p9 u1 n5 ^# E, \1 S# Zand some of them I do not like.
+ y4 m' r/ V# e rOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
! T) M8 o: G2 m. I* f9 dout of his true affections.
N1 h) r, f5 S. U9 ?I go, I go7 t5 N1 G( B5 D" r, ~
exulting somewhat, + a$ _# A' T- ?9 ^
with my will intact to go
/ V5 l% P& |9 ewherever I need to go,! L+ v @- w! v! E% u
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community 6 g9 r1 @3 I! W4 h; R: D5 w: M
Precious to me.
$ Y4 `0 G8 k1 I$ J `In my darkest night, & W$ D7 N$ u8 n# n) F
when the moon was covered
/ \% ]4 K! p" z4 g* xand I roamed through websites,: E5 T: g! O6 ?) U2 e: E
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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Live in the layers E$ ^% R' v h9 `0 n
not on the litter.
7 y2 Y& f T H( M4 U8 b6 ?Though I lack the art A; l; z& t; z; n
to decipher it,
3 u7 t# v3 W; G4 }% {( kno doubt the next chaper& T2 C( f+ q, r
in my book of transformations
! t3 N2 s0 I, j6 Mis already written.
$ r* j4 k$ X3 `1 o* vI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.# e: \& a- Y# P* J2 O
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原文在此:. k0 [& x6 J: C$ k& B
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The Layers
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I have walked through many lives,
$ k9 a, X7 d- b: t( G6 Z3 H8 u+ vsome of them my own,
- U9 ~- v5 @ s; D8 `7 I" A+ R, Fand I am not who I was,
+ I/ o* ] I5 |' Pthough some principle of being
* q( P! K' L8 t6 C% }% F/ ^abides, from which I struggle
* j- S# q. N D1 Unot to stray.
* q5 b, p( n- E$ i3 V. v7 i; `8 e+ HWhen I look behind, ! C% ]# G7 Z% o1 S8 X/ w6 z
as I am compelled to look
! L( J) }/ ~% }before I can gather strength
9 }) w8 n9 Z; S* ~to proceed on my journey, 1 M1 `% R! d! P% L# W E5 L6 }% t0 i' p
I see the milestones dwindling
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and the slow fires trailing ; M7 z4 a% O. H3 l
from the abandoned camp-sites, 3 S7 A6 v) K1 C% |- {
over which scavenger angels
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0 p0 `: ?+ R. `0 A% r# q; _6 kOh, I have made myself a tribe 1 i% ]! U; d% C7 q% s/ t2 a+ g
out of my true affections, , U$ |$ a- g, |
and my tribe is scattered!
- D) S0 O' I+ h# E$ r3 zHow shall the heart be reconciled
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In a rising wind
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! c" o6 f; Z; i% D9 y4 ithose who fell along the way, 9 n. u' c, M7 a+ [; ?$ a; B7 v: o
bitterly stings my face.
4 D6 T% H; O1 k: c c- p& C3 ^Yet I turn, I turn,
1 Q1 e: x9 H Q% |% E% C' _exulting somewhat,
, K b' c [% @+ s9 U2 Jwith my will intact to go
3 W k9 z! J) m+ lwhereever I need to go, 9 g. L: |4 t4 I' @7 {; Z
and every stone on the road
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3 Z& X! \6 c& T, p0 NIn my darkest night,
' h) M6 o4 q, r! E3 l" xwhen the moon was covered
: w* F+ v% X, @and I roamed through wreckage,
; K* { C6 r% i# a" Q- v. X7 {# Ia nimbus-clouded voice ! F6 G# k1 o& M% {' [% K7 d$ s/ Q0 L
directed me: + L/ {$ N y: }% E( R7 Q
"Live in the layers, 5 }) v; O9 s1 U; C; R) I7 b
not on the litter." j( p) k+ `8 G7 P; p
Though I lack the art
3 ]/ X: c" H! kto decipher it,
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in my book of transformations % s3 S4 j8 u# l: R
is already written.
. |7 N7 B6 i/ @( n ?/ Z! T* vI am not done with my changes.
) R" Q8 {7 K5 I—Stanley Kunitz
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