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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
, |4 T1 j& f) _" I3 Q8 _' o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" ^( @$ ^9 R, ]6 s, I' B
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The layers
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I have walked through many websites,) {* `" f* o/ {% d( V# T
some of them I like,6 w) }& O5 U/ b( k8 ?) Y8 U' E
and some of them I do not like., I/ D! K Q$ h9 W R6 W
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe2 Y5 g4 w7 q0 X5 _, q8 H1 y) Y3 u
out of his true affections.9 Y5 { l: E. ~& y7 ]! \4 m0 v
I go, I go
3 T/ M6 V$ _( ~' v* m4 a1 zexulting somewhat,
% |1 S( W _- H% bwith my will intact to go) C2 o: e7 b! b' F7 H& Q& @/ P
wherever I need to go,' W# a# ^) P# {( s2 D" b
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community ' E0 z( s# ~( _/ O- g
Precious to me.
$ H7 q( y( O9 j n7 z# |3 q. `In my darkest night,
, N$ i* e& b: w7 O) X+ J/ x/ c1 Swhen the moon was covered
% \1 O9 R3 ^3 ^6 D. v8 n. [and I roamed through websites,
0 Z) { r" W! g0 Z/ n& x# O* |, _a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
2 K1 y) w7 B; b) S8 Y* ~directed me:
* Z2 i% Z& \) \* Y! p2 SLive in the layers; I4 D$ I% o$ e, p0 X. x& {- b
not on the litter.6 O4 [2 z. D' e& k: U
Though I lack the art ; i. x& j* m. W+ Z6 D* `
to decipher it,
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I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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" }9 p2 m( Y a! y& U- d' Q原文在此:
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# A7 r; P0 h4 h" y+ lThe Layers5 }- e6 o* ^6 t- z$ b
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I have walked through many lives, # ]$ z+ E& W% ?7 r9 r
some of them my own, 2 Y2 J+ ~, V9 L/ a
and I am not who I was, 1 u6 b% S# w7 a( l+ {' k0 c+ G7 z
though some principle of being
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not to stray. # Y3 J+ |0 D9 Z t
When I look behind, 4 Q3 z1 N5 y) N
as I am compelled to look & s' Q, r/ z6 |
before I can gather strength
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I see the milestones dwindling 9 s9 }5 d+ R5 g
toward the horizon ! _% M4 u4 Q# h6 O$ d2 r% C* u- M& z
and the slow fires trailing
0 u0 s- _- Q2 z5 a9 nfrom the abandoned camp-sites,
9 v0 ~( a0 n3 k" dover which scavenger angels 3 K/ E, H- g- a2 T; ~! n" ?
wheel on heavy wings. 8 b: d' I' V, \: j8 F
Oh, I have made myself a tribe 1 W+ p9 b: I2 B
out of my true affections,
$ W5 q, ^ w) Z4 T# J4 ^& gand my tribe is scattered!
0 q1 v2 K7 U6 E8 M c3 ]How shall the heart be reconciled
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the manic dust of my friends,
7 r) A4 n: a& y8 M* v( l! j$ Gthose who fell along the way, 4 c2 P2 G) a5 k$ v0 P
bitterly stings my face. , I, \9 _( k7 h
Yet I turn, I turn, - b8 g0 ]& p% c' A9 f
exulting somewhat,
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whereever I need to go,
+ d$ f7 F l6 `) {and every stone on the road
5 @- I; t/ k, c" w9 Gprecious to me.
/ F2 @1 z4 Q& bIn my darkest night, ; Z/ ]9 b* |, k: `! P- {
when the moon was covered
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5 {$ i( K4 j0 j* A( ]a nimbus-clouded voice 6 P) t( _" P6 j' R/ s( j( g
directed me:
7 X: s1 o) m! z" o4 m% t) c) }"Live in the layers,
/ r X1 x# f; k) `not on the litter." 2 X4 e: z5 Y* u* E
Though I lack the art Q, L n# O+ n3 k
to decipher it, + J# S; G* E8 v4 }) }4 Q, c3 Y
no doubt the next chapter 4 `5 C; s! o. K2 T3 Z3 K* U
in my book of transformations 3 z& Y& u$ }4 [# g; P! J) W: _6 z
is already written. ! M0 A& I$ b4 V0 |' {
I am not done with my changes.
$ _6 [* t* E' o6 t/ C—Stanley Kunitz
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