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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。/ N) o5 {* ?, ^
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
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I have walked through many websites,
8 Y1 H8 h& m$ @9 q$ w6 Bsome of them I like,
j6 N) J# l# h8 z d, f% a! u! Cand some of them I do not like.
) X, |' r2 d, u# [8 N v( vOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
; W; u# J* m6 tout of his true affections.
8 J9 S J- P% Q" k$ N* }+ EI go, I go" E$ k. w S7 h( M) \' @5 `+ Y
exulting somewhat,
' t& X9 m3 K3 [2 swith my will intact to go3 z/ T- n2 g h% ]3 s
wherever I need to go,
$ |- }6 m: E( fand every post on the Edmontonchina Community
3 ]4 g& ^# t4 nPrecious to me.$ x- G- a# P& t' n. v8 P" {
In my darkest night,
" F) v! l) D- }4 e5 fwhen the moon was covered5 k# w% d8 y2 P) v& d5 S1 Y# F! O
and I roamed through websites,
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directed me:* {0 X8 a6 X6 L$ P$ Q
Live in the layers
, s$ c1 u. C0 T' lnot on the litter.
/ @' ~% _+ c: k: s! _$ k2 n$ GThough I lack the art / F5 F, d5 _6 c( v" i
to decipher it,
a$ {5 C+ C3 p# k& Y: Rno doubt the next chaper
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is already written.
' v! J, b( D- H) ~7 MI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.3 K2 L$ [' M% D# w6 H7 V# [
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The Layers
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0 U3 f' s/ ^; s4 i: Z2 l6 H DI have walked through many lives, ; B9 ?- C7 B3 i7 Q v
some of them my own, 6 y8 Q& z1 ~0 w$ j7 X' |. G& B
and I am not who I was, 9 l# y1 P3 Q1 ^* G% f% S- }
though some principle of being
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not to stray. z9 q4 U8 f6 _/ ~+ ~5 _% G
When I look behind,
" D* l1 U6 a1 zas I am compelled to look
1 X6 `6 Q3 Y* z6 Z( J8 j; obefore I can gather strength * L6 b! K1 B4 j5 p0 q. i
to proceed on my journey,
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toward the horizon
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7 S) z& H$ _- Gfrom the abandoned camp-sites,
5 M( a; E; T# B6 Vover which scavenger angels , U4 m/ F+ y7 y1 W3 V9 T& R) a
wheel on heavy wings.
) ~8 A( e5 L; P( lOh, I have made myself a tribe 9 C t- q$ ?7 X6 y+ M; E
out of my true affections, & T: m3 O c) r9 o, m: _
and my tribe is scattered! # ^& P8 @5 w0 b) R
How shall the heart be reconciled
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In a rising wind # `' G8 q! l1 W# B8 H
the manic dust of my friends, , E- Y+ k% r- s g, f i
those who fell along the way,
: W2 `7 h9 L3 x* T q9 p" h8 Pbitterly stings my face. * {: ?) M( b& J# m5 h# t: N
Yet I turn, I turn, % k3 n- `7 w3 u# [2 c* [5 S& `3 ~" h
exulting somewhat, # q. C. ]. T+ K& A. M2 E4 ^
with my will intact to go & B# z* {7 I- m$ ]* x1 ?
whereever I need to go, & y/ J }0 Q E
and every stone on the road 1 z6 i3 C. R% x
precious to me. $ g3 [4 _+ W1 {+ y: \
In my darkest night, 5 u: b$ C$ w* y) n# }
when the moon was covered
. A2 y3 P5 w, g, ?3 m3 ?* Gand I roamed through wreckage,
! h8 M. n# x/ t, m8 F$ ^6 W) ta nimbus-clouded voice
5 T/ Z6 L1 ]( Xdirected me: ) J: X6 L v; x8 E3 N. O
"Live in the layers,
) R& _& [9 e- H. F& S! A. l0 |0 c: \not on the litter."
6 G& j3 u/ Y# E, g0 ~: I8 l3 ZThough I lack the art 4 m0 ]4 @' h: n
to decipher it, ) D, X, r% u+ a$ p
no doubt the next chapter . Q$ K! ?' `, Z$ E' L% ?
in my book of transformations 3 i, Y" L& x! S2 x
is already written.
% K/ K+ r& M7 C* G3 d; o& j% h; ?7 [3 xI am not done with my changes.+ x9 N' m6 }) K7 T
—Stanley Kunitz
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