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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。' {/ G4 M* r$ d/ K
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& \( X. f$ M; a* s9 h1 J' \
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The layers' n0 R- `1 T5 K4 O
+ E a3 j4 d% @" H& yI have walked through many websites,* j$ i$ V3 ~, ]! v, \
some of them I like,) l/ n5 A; Z, F
and some of them I do not like.
( e( Z" Q" k) g8 HOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
9 i; l! @! i4 Y- sout of his true affections.
: r, B* w4 ] `8 s) L: w6 R. B, MI go, I go2 n2 L1 a' l! ?- s/ S0 X( r
exulting somewhat, % F d0 Q' f! M0 _7 ~: X
with my will intact to go
5 ?8 J/ r; b+ cwherever I need to go,
) `: D; j' V2 K, v( }and every post on the Edmontonchina Community 2 b/ p5 k$ z/ O" y7 |0 O) v
Precious to me./ {6 r/ r/ y' I( q5 K7 \3 |
In my darkest night,
4 ^5 @+ k- O0 ]( S5 l, w2 Hwhen the moon was covered: I1 G: o, I% k6 a
and I roamed through websites,. S) I; a M/ [* F$ }
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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$ V4 ^: k+ t3 e! ^' JLive in the layers
( B+ B& R, N. g% {+ cnot on the litter.+ p- ]* R: e% l& ^* H$ q
Though I lack the art
+ m+ W- y: o, S2 u" Ito decipher it,
: ]' y- t l. rno doubt the next chaper/ w# `# k1 F0 h7 _9 _
in my book of transformations
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& D$ @8 ?; w! ]1 E- P) eI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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, _- A" P6 k o原文在此:7 e. R! I, i2 C5 c% h8 X
* L' w) I/ x6 _% ]The Layers8 t4 P! E2 I; B* S" Y6 E
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I have walked through many lives, 9 t; ]& \! s% a. ~
some of them my own,
: T/ Q- G0 p2 g# ^, E" P, Iand I am not who I was, : u _9 ^7 f, Z9 a; V: ]0 X$ I
though some principle of being
' b" T- p. [" W; J0 N: M3 {abides, from which I struggle 5 c9 Y1 y1 M& {
not to stray. $ |, M |( M* t# x/ i
When I look behind, + b: F6 u w/ F+ i
as I am compelled to look
7 a9 d. y* t9 S. L$ k' ~before I can gather strength
( [! p/ L: l" W+ l9 i0 ], w! Pto proceed on my journey, 9 Y2 I" D" I6 ?2 J# e) \, G& e3 @
I see the milestones dwindling $ @ V9 s& S* J; I
toward the horizon
p% X) G- Y4 k$ ~2 s( L0 mand the slow fires trailing " p8 j/ c! b3 O
from the abandoned camp-sites, ) m# r: e# E8 \5 }( D' e% b }
over which scavenger angels 2 n# a/ ^/ ?$ R
wheel on heavy wings. c% }0 ^2 O C5 m( @2 _; ~: {
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
: V% |# a4 @. {2 _out of my true affections,
4 d* u! ^1 i. Z5 S" y, j5 M2 s7 ]and my tribe is scattered!
9 @) T- g$ y( H" JHow shall the heart be reconciled 4 k6 `/ O: P; z8 @
to its feast of losses?
8 N$ v' [: {' D# x; }In a rising wind * f. T/ G1 S7 O, E) j( f! g/ K
the manic dust of my friends,
# _& k% D3 [3 P% `; s: a6 O+ ythose who fell along the way,
S- [# {8 I- g. tbitterly stings my face. K" B7 j* n* Y3 l$ g2 Y! Q
Yet I turn, I turn, , @# x/ G6 B5 w- z% E
exulting somewhat,
d% y% \. e0 D4 wwith my will intact to go ; F) y' @. A5 x+ o2 |, g( B, H
whereever I need to go,
4 e0 i# K% j) v: j3 s1 Iand every stone on the road . K; Y: B% M: Q$ u& r/ v5 |4 ~% b v- f
precious to me. ; O2 M. g+ p! B, h' c
In my darkest night,
1 E! T% C' u% Z7 S6 e$ Ywhen the moon was covered ( V/ x- T1 ^: a' k8 W9 M4 d: O
and I roamed through wreckage, # o }9 p2 ]& e" ^5 q1 `
a nimbus-clouded voice
3 g) m5 D" h) Q, Adirected me:
$ U* S$ Z( k: t1 W5 U$ E"Live in the layers, * B0 f6 J* c5 U- ?4 y( _
not on the litter."
" [' |( i9 `! w2 g3 q; y2 [+ XThough I lack the art
! _* ?4 a) |5 f7 w# p( ~to decipher it, - ?1 h2 j4 n4 d# ^. z
no doubt the next chapter
' Q6 _8 ^; @. jin my book of transformations
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I am not done with my changes.
3 r; R9 R! I0 {+ l. U' Q. f. v* W—Stanley Kunitz
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