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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。$ G+ Q% D$ i+ [8 e
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% ?, O0 h2 q$ ?
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I have walked through many websites,3 P J1 F8 ~4 x. p7 [4 r& h! t1 |2 j9 [
some of them I like,
( L+ x/ c, J5 e) @' aand some of them I do not like.+ K. W e1 y A2 N
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
8 w2 z9 X3 J3 Y, N" ^& {out of his true affections.' g5 ?$ Z* b. ?7 X8 L
I go, I go( F: S5 }& ~! F; S# J
exulting somewhat,
$ T1 @' W. M, J/ pwith my will intact to go
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and every post on the Edmontonchina Community 2 {- ?& f% ~1 f- g4 N+ { v
Precious to me.
: F/ b3 ?" I! P2 W% d5 hIn my darkest night, $ K9 e- ~- m; K* S7 }
when the moon was covered
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. e4 \: N5 R* }* x6 {' la nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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Live in the layers
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Though I lack the art 9 K4 ]1 f: ^4 C/ t
to decipher it,
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in my book of transformations/ B1 ~; D4 e0 ^8 W) A) ]
is already written.6 y2 v" z: f* `' I" U4 m6 ]8 V" c
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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: T# j1 A* _7 r! O5 \原文在此:
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! |; D& A) s G. yThe Layers o" @) }/ Y, w8 A" i d `0 t
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I have walked through many lives,
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and I am not who I was, . O$ P$ a$ W# t6 V0 Y8 C, k. k C
though some principle of being
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not to stray. $ U2 t8 m! b4 ?* I6 B, k
When I look behind,
, L, @# X/ S' I& s+ b% Tas I am compelled to look 4 Q+ {/ Z$ W/ P6 \- J3 H+ s
before I can gather strength 1 J3 X- E; n* t! [8 L
to proceed on my journey,
2 N' O: Y0 Y; l3 ]. N1 ]0 zI see the milestones dwindling
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and the slow fires trailing
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over which scavenger angels . l1 i4 N! w* D. [6 c3 C
wheel on heavy wings. 1 k8 {' F. `: j! c( p X* M- ~
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
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. l% T5 F S6 c( J. G4 jand my tribe is scattered!
5 Z0 @5 q j; o" X7 iHow shall the heart be reconciled
& u4 a. j6 V' G" [" K/ z/ Vto its feast of losses? 0 G* R! O& G; Y2 C* J
In a rising wind 2 A T5 w4 w7 O3 |+ ?
the manic dust of my friends, 4 ?$ S1 M' Y. W5 b( M
those who fell along the way, ( y& P p& g' y
bitterly stings my face.
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+ |3 i. D' W; y; gexulting somewhat, : z ^, O7 ^9 E( ?
with my will intact to go 8 B7 s: w! q8 k2 n( @
whereever I need to go, - ?& e8 ~ q# N; z
and every stone on the road & m. w" x; Z0 M* V$ j2 G" a
precious to me.
9 h4 ]% Q" q: l- ^ l6 r6 aIn my darkest night, 4 t& W ?- t" I
when the moon was covered
9 Y8 X1 X. B, Y+ h# e; vand I roamed through wreckage, : V6 C% d. r _5 ~ s4 P
a nimbus-clouded voice
" F0 d7 e: v/ t# }( }* Kdirected me:
8 v% q# E! j: o# b& n8 o4 R"Live in the layers,
7 H0 A/ w) U' U3 b+ F% Anot on the litter." 9 F8 _# S" i. z, m6 X
Though I lack the art
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0 S- ~# R6 f `no doubt the next chapter
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is already written.
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—Stanley Kunitz
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