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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。$ |; i$ D# W/ H i
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% C& h3 R3 s# J2 m, f* l
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The layers
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% M# f3 _3 K' \- Q6 R" v4 bI have walked through many websites,. ]; ^' w; @" o2 H/ T
some of them I like,
% {4 G$ h$ m5 Cand some of them I do not like.
" |+ q( {# `7 s' U1 n/ KOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
4 U% c# A# X5 F3 M7 Bout of his true affections.
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exulting somewhat, " `3 e$ _( l$ c! x
with my will intact to go
7 `7 r1 P' j7 `6 j0 D: hwherever I need to go,
/ H B. d4 K7 [5 ?3 Eand every post on the Edmontonchina Community " b- L6 ?% B+ L' c# O: c$ p
Precious to me.
9 v$ D8 t" m5 O3 v6 O% U/ LIn my darkest night, ; V. @9 B' s9 X4 N- _6 e
when the moon was covered
2 O( J6 U" S3 gand I roamed through websites,. S. P) s4 [# X- ^, g$ I+ d* L
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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( t$ k( R" O2 \7 [$ n# oLive in the layers+ c/ c7 B, R& N, P& K% t
not on the litter.1 H% u) O" G3 T- B$ p
Though I lack the art
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no doubt the next chaper+ p& E: T! A9 c5 m; l4 ^
in my book of transformations
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I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.8 N# R9 ]' M6 i/ ^
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原文在此:! w+ a( Q0 w! w; R1 m8 m
: V! [4 y: A. R; m. R! D9 LThe Layers
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I have walked through many lives,
- _( V# U, Q! Msome of them my own,
1 o+ @/ {1 U/ P2 e# x" l3 i, Wand I am not who I was,
7 X, o; N/ O; R( k1 A/ [1 ^: ythough some principle of being + F C* a- N' C' N
abides, from which I struggle
9 t( L" p) E, \1 Anot to stray.
3 W! i* K7 j' a, l3 I- RWhen I look behind,
. K- G: `! \6 b% jas I am compelled to look
4 k; P/ f# ?; m- ?0 ]before I can gather strength
+ T; v: a6 Z: R0 r4 ?. Q& pto proceed on my journey, # [- W" r' ]% t7 d3 L" I& G* X
I see the milestones dwindling 7 d3 T( O- A& z- U
toward the horizon . b- L2 M; {5 g; \3 o9 ]. e
and the slow fires trailing * B7 ~. O. I: F2 `
from the abandoned camp-sites,
5 ^# O3 ]' T( V2 w# |1 S' Rover which scavenger angels 4 ]% l8 ^) ]% v+ @& _
wheel on heavy wings. + z: Y) c, X v }
Oh, I have made myself a tribe 0 M# ?" n+ ?9 B2 p
out of my true affections,
# T$ \6 L' L" h1 G# hand my tribe is scattered!
6 U4 l p7 D% @How shall the heart be reconciled : F& e K' `$ J! _ L5 m# Q6 p
to its feast of losses? 2 y/ S# @+ y6 f% N9 w3 L
In a rising wind ' J$ F6 j& }, F0 F: s8 d& O
the manic dust of my friends, 8 p) ?0 j1 R0 ]+ M z
those who fell along the way, . @" {# ?( n; G/ C& J
bitterly stings my face.
t# M9 o: z, b& y4 n+ m) j7 mYet I turn, I turn, % E( b# L( ?& A) H1 H. T7 R
exulting somewhat, 3 T! K5 H4 z; ]/ H! y/ ]* a4 `
with my will intact to go / m9 l! e* [2 j" j
whereever I need to go,
) R- ` f+ _% d1 {6 m! H9 {and every stone on the road
: y8 J1 N7 x/ Iprecious to me.
5 g- p. Y, j8 F Q) y/ P, ZIn my darkest night, ( L* F. P5 x; U/ v: `8 D9 [- l2 K
when the moon was covered
/ @9 w5 O# r! _7 Yand I roamed through wreckage, - q% A% r' t3 g3 ^: x+ ~' R4 L
a nimbus-clouded voice
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: [1 g; R7 w7 l# c2 {, N"Live in the layers,
( e/ a$ D/ X+ g8 ^, c Enot on the litter." + o( p8 D* \' x% O1 n' k, g
Though I lack the art 8 X5 R4 v4 |- O6 c9 I G
to decipher it,
. H Y* L0 V4 l; fno doubt the next chapter
m3 G- y0 O6 U1 h+ nin my book of transformations ' k( C4 j* U( V( w
is already written. 6 K, C; k* b& b5 G4 Z0 [/ ^
I am not done with my changes." p3 q6 K9 o% u* q
—Stanley Kunitz v$ A; |) @# ]; k9 I C W; u3 v1 ~1 _
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