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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 X+ _! W' S7 ^* h1 I
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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$ s! ~* f" E7 ^7 m" I0 {% h The layers
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I have walked through many websites,5 ], @& I; c/ ?; g% z% L
some of them I like,
6 p0 i1 S9 I* a8 Z2 fand some of them I do not like.& T6 g: H6 b5 j+ P0 U' o
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
7 b/ ?; z0 Q% F% xout of his true affections.
3 A: z1 D9 ~9 B% a% `% ^1 rI go, I go
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with my will intact to go' v y6 I- }# Z/ E' T5 I- A
wherever I need to go,. @# ~0 X' e- v5 a9 A: M
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
- s) ]: N9 O+ W' D1 [$ N/ ]Precious to me.( c8 R: M& @' M. A
In my darkest night, 5 i( [' j% |$ O& W
when the moon was covered
6 s2 r4 |9 L+ Q dand I roamed through websites,
8 A% _, n( S8 e7 @3 V, a8 Na nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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5 x3 a7 B1 n( O( |- c5 FLive in the layers: u7 \5 a h, K) Y( W
not on the litter./ w( U9 n/ ?& @) k+ P
Though I lack the art , t3 t! k1 x( P5 u
to decipher it,. ?" w% u4 }1 T1 W2 V3 x0 ]
no doubt the next chaper
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I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.. d. J |5 v/ m, f7 i) \
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The Layers4 O/ e) {% j' x2 v5 H
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I have walked through many lives, " D( c% ]. z5 ~8 |3 Q5 O
some of them my own,
- X' b( n9 v, g$ F" Kand I am not who I was, " M" _8 k, f% i) s7 U6 k$ y
though some principle of being 6 j$ Q* ~0 @" I8 r
abides, from which I struggle
3 [8 z0 z' S/ F: k) A( ?not to stray. ) v1 s$ K" [8 \1 m3 w
When I look behind,
9 R8 M( M; m# R8 t4 {8 P. X/ Gas I am compelled to look
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to proceed on my journey,
; l3 S+ o" m6 w! dI see the milestones dwindling
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and the slow fires trailing ; M6 G& D% t' N3 f& @! _( q; A
from the abandoned camp-sites, 2 C2 a! Q9 u: U: E, T
over which scavenger angels
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Oh, I have made myself a tribe
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( a; X' s `' {* q X2 {( Sand my tribe is scattered! + U+ Q0 Y4 i" Q6 ]$ j" s1 h
How shall the heart be reconciled % v5 u7 [! I- W! b, q, V
to its feast of losses?
1 j3 e) n2 P" V% K& r' ^In a rising wind
. A6 ~ h, P) |/ }the manic dust of my friends,
; v4 x8 X) [1 g# x; _% Y3 ?those who fell along the way,
% M. J3 H) a& ]* z% d& Lbitterly stings my face.
1 V' V+ I) g+ P, l0 a' Y) ~Yet I turn, I turn,
, y1 Z* l3 `! ]' pexulting somewhat,
5 I% }+ q& m" [with my will intact to go 7 O1 H( x0 L- r$ o) S) U# f
whereever I need to go,
( a2 i: j$ d: f4 S5 ~/ S, H) tand every stone on the road ( q+ ~2 a4 M1 m6 T5 J
precious to me.
' @1 |* |5 [* n: ?# K' e, {: j2 rIn my darkest night, 2 F0 \8 h* |* u& G$ e2 N* x, O; C/ T
when the moon was covered
# N$ J6 D, @3 t( e/ O3 f8 D3 ^and I roamed through wreckage, 0 N* r0 R a i) R2 e
a nimbus-clouded voice
: ^2 p# k+ g6 W+ Y) w @1 @directed me:
* n2 M/ a2 X+ X6 t* ]7 V z"Live in the layers,
5 ]( V! c( v$ G* vnot on the litter." 2 g3 [' P! P' M; N0 S3 x; W$ T
Though I lack the art # f) G5 D% Q. i& n% P7 |" `- D: a
to decipher it, 5 I: @7 \( I* j6 Q; j
no doubt the next chapter
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is already written.
+ I1 U& R. u8 W; i5 q' M# B/ jI am not done with my changes.# v6 c- X4 ~9 U' G- g0 c
—Stanley Kunitz
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