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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。4 s0 P' J/ }& }
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- I7 @2 r; l: e( l5 r1 w" s
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9 M7 N" U" M* d The layers# y2 r) Y5 r& t* z( X- S6 x
8 z! a" G' k6 o( a) PI have walked through many websites,8 I" I' l3 H& q s# z! @8 T0 Q, v
some of them I like,$ n: I4 E- W6 P1 k$ F
and some of them I do not like.7 \6 K9 B, O- B6 J3 o$ I4 f
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe4 j$ E8 c% u. n
out of his true affections.
; j+ H. L f" `I go, I go( V0 @) N& _$ y" k' ]8 r
exulting somewhat,
8 _! X) ?1 g5 `with my will intact to go
" S$ h- |5 ^8 a% A; }7 b! Gwherever I need to go,
8 m, X9 Z2 F; X5 J; P$ Sand every post on the Edmontonchina Community
# e, L' ~7 k+ @% M& t* b( k9 DPrecious to me.
' M, `0 M3 A3 ]& X0 H1 oIn my darkest night, 2 f; J$ S( |; S4 v: D, {
when the moon was covered9 i1 a$ s+ J- n! }5 Q% V4 V4 ?
and I roamed through websites,, O) ^' `+ \# `5 E! l
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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Live in the layers$ X8 B% [* D5 A1 a7 Y9 b- C* ?: ^
not on the litter.# z2 W1 m7 |, p( S+ o' e$ ~
Though I lack the art $ E, `9 J; C, N
to decipher it,
: a, m* X' I8 I* p7 ^no doubt the next chaper9 i7 ^9 P, R9 u) ?
in my book of transformations3 \3 L4 e% Y8 N7 h$ D+ g
is already written.* ?7 d+ K) N) D9 ~2 \
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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0 g o' ?( [8 {$ Y& H. q1 Q0 o原文在此:# P7 ?3 ]6 z) a. T3 n: }" b
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The Layers4 _4 D; Z8 N% A
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I have walked through many lives,
; O! x: l9 f# ?5 h1 y6 r# Tsome of them my own, " `$ G z; F! w7 d: @
and I am not who I was,
2 Q! K3 K& r; a; U/ }) [1 F. Vthough some principle of being
) p, g( O* _1 p8 J4 rabides, from which I struggle s8 P T1 Y5 j6 D
not to stray. 9 U0 X; a0 N+ W! Z0 L3 ^
When I look behind, , X7 U1 x/ U8 }& i/ g
as I am compelled to look & |& f4 }8 Q R1 `) t
before I can gather strength # l9 M1 c$ c/ p/ \8 O* \1 D+ R4 N) g
to proceed on my journey,
% X+ ^5 [' W# g7 lI see the milestones dwindling 2 }2 I9 t$ O+ g8 N/ L
toward the horizon
& D- ]3 _) h2 V( F6 `& t6 w/ L' iand the slow fires trailing Q/ |, a- j$ @) U) E
from the abandoned camp-sites,
2 P ^0 _! Z$ V% Y, ~3 i6 Tover which scavenger angels
! Q2 Z& K1 }. a! V# b% p, l: Awheel on heavy wings. " A* G) }) x, x& {+ Y7 M* F/ o2 }
Oh, I have made myself a tribe # t0 m2 y( r* O" D1 H3 g
out of my true affections,
* t' I% ~: K% u" s5 Uand my tribe is scattered! ) p0 _' ]1 t7 r4 H( S8 Z
How shall the heart be reconciled
0 \$ l- ^9 B0 f/ }3 _% h+ p2 Lto its feast of losses?
9 B, X5 C" i% d% f9 \In a rising wind
; I2 g8 ?6 m% P& H, M1 j! a9 Xthe manic dust of my friends,
`- ?5 O: K. d. Pthose who fell along the way, 7 n% F! |- v' U: e
bitterly stings my face.
" c+ K- ~, P2 w" Y6 ^+ J: XYet I turn, I turn,
: ?; r2 S6 C+ x L4 s) L' i, C; Nexulting somewhat, $ M9 S& ~1 u* _ d
with my will intact to go
% }! |) A+ Z+ Z: ?whereever I need to go, 9 O% E A/ @2 p* j1 s) p
and every stone on the road
3 X# X$ f# k8 Q3 u4 M; o8 ?9 Tprecious to me. ' {5 C. W6 b+ F9 s
In my darkest night,
+ t" B: n' R- @1 Z, ~5 Swhen the moon was covered ! a4 i! S9 n- G% @& w; l+ x
and I roamed through wreckage, 4 u0 R- T0 v+ p! o
a nimbus-clouded voice
" \3 U; n4 H( i/ M* Fdirected me: $ m2 P; E! N6 Q) v
"Live in the layers, 4 l4 c1 {6 N g
not on the litter."
/ Q D6 Y% P9 |0 Z* a3 cThough I lack the art % K7 E; r& E7 S; {: _! x
to decipher it, ' ?7 a3 O1 ^# v8 {6 U
no doubt the next chapter
+ z0 P- k; ]& p; s3 S! \; h$ r- Zin my book of transformations # [ t c, K$ |. g/ z) B6 g/ K
is already written. 3 f$ C" [0 y- D
I am not done with my changes.1 {8 U6 z0 c! d6 _# ?2 n8 }) y4 }9 L
—Stanley Kunitz
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