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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。% |% s2 @* k! \' a4 O
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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0 Q- i a& h. D2 j& _ The layers
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0 `" ^+ J/ v i( zI have walked through many websites,
: p, A/ }5 b% xsome of them I like,( y# l) F' `5 T! j `; r
and some of them I do not like. C5 Y+ ~5 h9 }# n
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
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I go, I go
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% F- U6 i! H. D% H* Zwith my will intact to go* x, D- y. D7 [0 c7 Q! [- G5 k: F
wherever I need to go,
% ]6 w" x0 d- q% ~. S: t2 cand every post on the Edmontonchina Community
- f$ A$ [6 @; _. k$ W- c4 QPrecious to me.1 C* E: E+ o4 [+ V/ O
In my darkest night,
( m) F8 M9 G% L$ C7 dwhen the moon was covered
) w. y% C, c0 O$ _8 ]) Xand I roamed through websites,
$ l9 q V1 w2 I# Oa nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice ; y& m; n9 Z+ U+ q- @+ a0 P2 v
directed me:. }/ {& q1 r1 i; O& Z) x% D( _, H) M
Live in the layers) Y' t, A- b `% e' ^) @
not on the litter.
8 ?% A3 X; c# k* D$ U3 L; y6 IThough I lack the art
& t' V$ D5 x# d3 B; dto decipher it,
% K; w( G# \( |) v. `9 y3 I9 O: Bno doubt the next chaper
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; \0 q4 S0 `) b; hI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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t4 l9 ^2 p% Q0 z' |+ `原文在此:
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0 S) _+ O( T( W5 K) p/ I0 N, jThe Layers
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4 A' I' ]" C& CI have walked through many lives,
; `7 Y/ y3 v. z k3 zsome of them my own,
* n$ |( o u+ p2 H4 e0 v% e" hand I am not who I was,
1 R4 a; ?" x$ ?4 b8 c0 y7 bthough some principle of being ! b2 i3 Z1 p. @3 \, x
abides, from which I struggle , w9 c0 {/ U5 T& y" I; n1 B
not to stray.
- J4 I6 N2 _. u( G+ X8 N) Y# z5 VWhen I look behind,
/ i- f; Q, w1 c# bas I am compelled to look
% Y4 ? V! Q6 g+ u) [6 }! Fbefore I can gather strength
9 `( y( m. G: C# C% v) o' y# }to proceed on my journey, $ Y4 I( h" `; h& o- y
I see the milestones dwindling
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and the slow fires trailing # Z; R1 `" o$ j$ Z7 U, I ]; w2 K0 O8 q
from the abandoned camp-sites, * y7 {# K$ P7 v6 f% C2 {
over which scavenger angels - |) q! j( {* T3 Z
wheel on heavy wings. ; h- _/ p. c# o' S0 T( u
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
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and my tribe is scattered!
. p6 \% X7 v4 {7 ?7 i. T0 F9 eHow shall the heart be reconciled 6 v* i) l* X' I
to its feast of losses?
- o8 T4 ~' p! QIn a rising wind
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those who fell along the way, 3 ^2 o* v$ b$ G# u3 \( r& `! q
bitterly stings my face. 7 i7 U) e/ y/ `3 a+ L
Yet I turn, I turn,
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with my will intact to go
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$ U. u& s$ R/ C% H6 h1 dand every stone on the road 1 T+ V3 t$ B+ `; A: g6 L1 ~
precious to me.
/ D* T E; B- c/ q J3 cIn my darkest night,
9 x$ G# m. I9 t0 R0 _9 lwhen the moon was covered
+ E) ?% J6 E( J2 x2 Z! ] U" j/ E4 {+ W& _and I roamed through wreckage,
' f+ l; g) _: w) Q4 e) {a nimbus-clouded voice - y; w ^( N- X+ I3 ]
directed me: ' v+ z: ~0 L( D
"Live in the layers, 4 e; a6 N4 s/ H8 v9 {, y
not on the litter."
; x6 R7 a) V/ i! ]/ k2 CThough I lack the art % S: _/ I e! X3 C9 y2 [& F/ _
to decipher it,
5 {- i2 J- k4 C7 Y+ n8 Ano doubt the next chapter . P6 u* N3 a) G: h
in my book of transformations
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9 [. w% @: `$ ?4 c: V8 e1 _I am not done with my changes.) x- ~9 ?/ | ^2 o+ Y: b, H- k0 T
—Stanley Kunitz
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