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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
% Z5 [0 u* {& \; |8 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 Kunitz6 c) m4 }# J9 ]: a' F# t9 r
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1 i! u7 U( I! d5 v r The layers( Q- y8 } [) x! b; }% m, i
& e6 Y. F" f+ JI have walked through many websites,
# q1 z( `* \. M8 O! F! q7 ^some of them I like,6 v) V# }0 s( j! v& O" |
and some of them I do not like.8 @6 T9 I6 C5 T$ g6 W
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe8 n$ A# E D. [ P6 v0 K4 ~* l
out of his true affections.: }# @* z0 b8 A# G, h# S
I go, I go j; d2 X% R3 d4 ~2 s
exulting somewhat, 1 ^; ~( v& H4 p( Q; D! V0 S
with my will intact to go
, c3 T4 T8 O! m, iwherever I need to go,
( g$ Y" Y* a4 v0 y+ gand every post on the Edmontonchina Community
; M2 h2 j! J# O( D& V. LPrecious to me.4 E& t$ X9 ?# q
In my darkest night, 6 V# V- s" d1 V5 A8 W4 ^ l& Y( g
when the moon was covered$ s' X% `% _# }! Y1 L: w
and I roamed through websites,: D3 Y# K: R9 Q4 q0 w' s, X7 B
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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Live in the layers
2 }; f/ u) _, tnot on the litter.
2 _, S) Z3 D3 A: wThough I lack the art 6 ]( |7 {( ~, [/ s0 s: @. ^
to decipher it,
$ h* u3 d7 N4 q: {+ R. _2 F5 Ino doubt the next chaper
5 Z! ?- v, k1 v& X) Min my book of transformations: z4 |4 U4 g- }
is already written.% i- Y6 k7 ]9 t
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.' }+ n$ B: Q$ W+ h! t
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原文在此:/ p$ A9 ?4 O8 [6 q! u
) }9 H/ v2 X1 K1 p* I$ v5 @The Layers
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I have walked through many lives,
z5 T* y0 @ s1 |. c. ^some of them my own,
8 x, f4 }# M* Fand I am not who I was,
: B' o) N9 t8 K2 Fthough some principle of being , t" i2 G0 n& N `
abides, from which I struggle ) t7 X0 f0 v( n$ ^% I
not to stray.
( ^8 C2 J& A8 fWhen I look behind, k9 P1 ~- V( i- [ L
as I am compelled to look 5 q5 N0 l, ]) a: y
before I can gather strength
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I see the milestones dwindling
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and the slow fires trailing & T6 F% ~2 }. g; p; n9 Y
from the abandoned camp-sites,
/ k* z. N) N; {% g0 S" Sover which scavenger angels
# o" d2 l+ B2 C7 F7 p8 G# D+ ]2 Zwheel on heavy wings. 0 |% `" c4 H6 p! D
Oh, I have made myself a tribe - L# M8 Y+ x) Y+ M2 @( l' f$ \; q
out of my true affections, " `: q. E3 Z6 Y+ Y; s% P
and my tribe is scattered!
3 L0 Q+ J M5 S! G, ]2 EHow shall the heart be reconciled ' u( u5 T) R- [( J& m3 j& S
to its feast of losses?
/ X8 |- [- v: q8 QIn a rising wind
$ E; P2 x0 i" V: I: Athe manic dust of my friends, a: `" r6 s; g2 ~2 r2 V
those who fell along the way, & a6 B) O6 @- {- o) F A
bitterly stings my face.
; {! \7 n `! C0 I6 I# u# @8 FYet I turn, I turn, # B$ b+ o+ s3 c1 v
exulting somewhat,
9 w/ i ]' f/ ]; S# @. z% ?with my will intact to go
3 J' a) d, k) C7 `+ Cwhereever I need to go,
& I% o3 c8 L3 w8 S: ?+ S& ^and every stone on the road
1 K5 ]4 U: ~2 {" I& G) ?: j7 }precious to me. ! R6 R7 ~1 |, E8 B- p
In my darkest night, 5 m5 u! |, g( L9 P' u
when the moon was covered $ z& e! x8 |- o j; X
and I roamed through wreckage,
! C# F* p* `4 s2 u2 [; Pa nimbus-clouded voice 8 L! x% |! r b1 ]+ P
directed me:
4 i {0 H( [) ~! f3 T"Live in the layers,
# a, M1 y4 W! [* mnot on the litter." ( o$ t: Z8 k3 M5 y
Though I lack the art 0 _# n9 Q3 g, K, J" K+ b
to decipher it, ! ?1 p, y7 o+ ?
no doubt the next chapter # a* X9 ?7 @8 [* Q1 t! s, `# c
in my book of transformations M8 D8 @, U9 y6 u, n
is already written. ! B' O0 }* r- Q9 s2 A3 v) v
I am not done with my changes.
2 [) S$ E( ]) {—Stanley Kunitz
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