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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。% a5 k( \: R/ V( v: 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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% {$ b" F+ P/ u) _: I& U7 g9 E- o The layers
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I have walked through many websites,
; n9 D; Q. i+ N' L7 E% Isome of them I like,
( K; j% V b+ M" h* K1 k9 Fand some of them I do not like.
: F p9 ^0 D; u; V/ s: n& uOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe: d. U5 ^* G, n- u7 y9 X5 _
out of his true affections.
& y( U/ x1 h. f* b2 E1 NI go, I go. r1 R8 d' A7 H( i& r# ~* ~' g
exulting somewhat, 5 D) G& i- F q( |( f1 s2 H1 ^
with my will intact to go
! ~* u3 i4 o5 H1 Fwherever I need to go,. X0 r) O) A+ }( r
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community & I r# e4 i, Z* ]( B7 p, T6 \ {4 X
Precious to me.
3 N3 t6 W; ~* |4 d+ YIn my darkest night,
1 B) F& s9 I4 {7 a; u3 Nwhen the moon was covered
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a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice " A2 e5 Z7 v! b( A7 m5 J
directed me:) y/ T. L6 _: ?3 b
Live in the layers
5 ~0 @, _3 Z9 S/ {/ {( Tnot on the litter.$ A# @+ p5 B* J* o8 N( j
Though I lack the art : E/ r# C9 v, w# [
to decipher it,! \6 x$ ] N9 W2 ?- ?, |
no doubt the next chaper9 j. u3 d J; w5 ]
in my book of transformations" j4 B+ {& s+ Z" Q* s- K
is already written.
) r: b+ d& R+ F% H* z5 HI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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原文在此:
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The Layers
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/ A3 W, G3 x& d7 Y; aI have walked through many lives, 9 F4 [2 b7 ^. G. P
some of them my own,
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9 K. H5 p% P! I( N. c( rthough some principle of being ( X- i0 ?5 i/ y7 ?; X5 H/ o, H9 h* j
abides, from which I struggle
! Y3 l* e6 x8 H& I8 snot to stray.
8 j: Y1 |+ U8 c5 gWhen I look behind, 7 p) |4 }4 _7 V5 w" x g
as I am compelled to look - u5 V( P) K: f4 z7 O0 Z0 s
before I can gather strength " p. s* F' L3 L
to proceed on my journey, 2 `6 e" f3 q0 p, K; D' h9 ^7 Q; [+ U
I see the milestones dwindling " M4 e7 r) g9 c0 U! o
toward the horizon / h6 o4 k) _1 G" i3 P( ^2 r/ u
and the slow fires trailing
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wheel on heavy wings. 0 T, w- ]) q$ l$ q
Oh, I have made myself a tribe 0 q" Z& |* z0 N; Q0 m$ q
out of my true affections,
' W; T8 w/ g: Q! f2 tand my tribe is scattered! / t: s( S# w# p( g
How shall the heart be reconciled
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the manic dust of my friends,
& a7 J; x5 ^7 J( ^2 p" Mthose who fell along the way, ! _/ S9 D! u4 c" V- h @7 k, s
bitterly stings my face.
7 b0 f+ o8 R1 yYet I turn, I turn, 1 s& |. R. ]( q( F% {& v. h
exulting somewhat, ; e4 j" @0 A3 e8 m3 ]4 i
with my will intact to go
0 G$ k+ Z% f# _) Y! J, swhereever I need to go,
( D* e7 ?8 y. R7 \. E. Z/ Jand every stone on the road
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3 c y1 O( x1 N/ i' L- B* H/ C$ \In my darkest night,
[$ g$ i0 X+ j$ h# Y4 _* Pwhen the moon was covered
3 r% J" @9 I7 B) qand I roamed through wreckage,
# z5 [6 W; s& V( I7 Oa nimbus-clouded voice " v3 y- L3 R4 w+ o
directed me: & E1 l o7 S5 E$ B; O
"Live in the layers, 4 `) W+ Y0 ~: q
not on the litter."
" ]5 `2 z5 R9 p5 ~4 X1 KThough I lack the art 3 M% o$ X G* S/ M
to decipher it, ; N1 x' h c- c8 c8 Z! E
no doubt the next chapter
1 z9 N1 G5 _# ~# [8 {5 Jin my book of transformations
3 w1 S5 S( P7 x) m3 v0 c7 vis already written.
' y! _* x( V3 @7 n9 C8 i4 X1 xI am not done with my changes.
. j w3 @% F) v. U( w& l—Stanley Kunitz
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