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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。; z9 l8 y/ z- q8 d: D! M- q
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( [( j, ]) V8 {& b) x6 q/ |
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I have walked through many websites,
5 a/ i& O# l, Y/ P! ]some of them I like,, M# l% @5 L' `4 s% @' U
and some of them I do not like.0 q6 w, }; ~2 U. W
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe, H$ H# ]4 G' C) |, S
out of his true affections.
& J9 k2 Y ~; m) m7 [" [( _I go, I go
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with my will intact to go
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and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
( T3 K _- c2 [3 T8 MPrecious to me.
. Z( i0 T7 g; X5 O/ [In my darkest night, 6 b, N3 P3 x( d9 h
when the moon was covered
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% D" L3 ~& l9 q1 f8 za nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
* u. ^3 Z ] l7 i! N% Y& N* cdirected me:
0 V3 `: b$ h1 u# u( KLive in the layers
9 g& C% r7 r1 b* o: f- ?. Lnot on the litter.
( E- ?3 i# F' q$ Y8 gThough I lack the art
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no doubt the next chaper' c( n2 f$ X* L
in my book of transformations4 A: f8 S. [! M; E' J/ t
is already written.; t! ^: L$ v5 S7 N: R( c
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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The Layers
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! ~$ i/ t) T8 Z2 k2 ~8 u6 J7 \. yI have walked through many lives, 4 |4 U; A- n# n' [+ J) c( U+ S
some of them my own,
$ I# [/ m; n8 L1 uand I am not who I was, ' R0 e0 }+ x" B7 y& p6 Z
though some principle of being
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not to stray. 3 z% M% M6 `& ~+ i
When I look behind, & a; Q' h) W8 N+ w; N+ X, v9 d+ @
as I am compelled to look . u! D- o8 i2 X" r2 h! \& Q
before I can gather strength
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I see the milestones dwindling 5 W+ _. P- a! h
toward the horizon
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( ?3 J5 A5 \; Jfrom the abandoned camp-sites,
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- P1 G6 z, h4 POh, I have made myself a tribe
2 {; D8 G6 S3 @; u2 Y" Jout of my true affections,
; J. G0 s' n' j. b; N D1 t4 i, hand my tribe is scattered! * A0 G* P- p, G. y6 l0 J! o' ?
How shall the heart be reconciled - n! u6 V1 E, F' y+ u/ J
to its feast of losses?
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5 D. w& o4 t% [the manic dust of my friends, 4 E! i7 R. p7 b I
those who fell along the way, i; B- b; v5 X
bitterly stings my face.
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with my will intact to go 1 f+ o- D( s! e! W: l$ B* h3 u1 C
whereever I need to go, ( o9 n, P* J% n3 a. h2 F( F
and every stone on the road
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In my darkest night,
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and I roamed through wreckage, ) ^ r8 m: K0 ~6 i
a nimbus-clouded voice
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3 |' W7 U9 \' |9 h5 K/ Y8 ^6 o- q. C"Live in the layers, - V! h6 r" s9 m9 t2 Y
not on the litter." - ]& s1 o1 A/ _1 K$ t, t: F- ~1 l
Though I lack the art 7 `+ w" m$ a) A+ x3 i
to decipher it, $ Q( ^6 G; ]( ] Y& d& e
no doubt the next chapter
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I am not done with my changes.# [) f( ?- Y& [5 l1 J
—Stanley Kunitz: K% X" @/ `6 \7 q2 } I( w5 d
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