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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
) w* a; b. ^8 e2 B. j, 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% w% o- K q8 v' o% B; D5 r; v
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The layers
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+ X. b! G' e0 l$ Y. O* x3 m7 u0 DI have walked through many websites,9 |4 A8 G" z8 g! ?+ w
some of them I like,
5 ^ u* V+ {6 V+ Sand some of them I do not like.
$ z$ f- p. i7 @4 G* yOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
1 z7 D8 b: a8 k* L$ M9 {4 T4 @out of his true affections.5 k% h; _: p: B9 p% u, [" W8 ?7 E
I go, I go
! [$ m8 M5 [3 M# j" Z, ?exulting somewhat,
x- c) G: E4 n: c2 hwith my will intact to go. `% x/ {/ ?* O2 C% f7 J
wherever I need to go,
# s' k5 r. V- u9 Land every post on the Edmontonchina Community " j4 r& Z8 J9 L% {' }- N) ] ~
Precious to me.2 @4 J: ?* |3 L" h Q/ N' s
In my darkest night,
! o# i$ Y" z4 P* C/ L N& ]& fwhen the moon was covered4 }5 D( j/ m- t
and I roamed through websites,
' A' |( E& F7 `! \" U6 p6 k2 ea nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
, M" _4 b b ]9 Adirected me:4 Y- A9 H S" c* U5 e, \! M: E
Live in the layers
: A2 V3 K9 p' H& P" N: Fnot on the litter. L7 [$ Z2 H! M- S+ V3 z& X6 N: v" y* q
Though I lack the art
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/ n9 t7 b( B' r& m+ Pno doubt the next chaper; H9 X A( P/ o
in my book of transformations. Z9 A- J: E% G/ h* D6 L g0 {; a
is already written.
) [$ ~1 O8 ?8 {2 R. UI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.: {6 r0 `( B- d$ r R
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The Layers
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I have walked through many lives,
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and I am not who I was, ( Y7 A" [( k; `: e, q; _6 s
though some principle of being
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not to stray. : o D8 h- c' ~% k2 _# N! Q# J9 f
When I look behind, 3 a! c& v& g8 k# [$ C
as I am compelled to look + |4 i: u8 W9 x ?$ ~
before I can gather strength
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I see the milestones dwindling
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from the abandoned camp-sites, 5 [9 T. _% m R8 u6 L: W
over which scavenger angels
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Oh, I have made myself a tribe $ D4 C1 B1 V" o6 C( v
out of my true affections, 1 I, w! b! W; p( l
and my tribe is scattered!
) t7 Q8 c! d+ h6 C" Y( J1 i# T* AHow shall the heart be reconciled , r8 E/ V, `# i. e( C2 z
to its feast of losses?
8 P! o0 _1 d% ]9 V X5 UIn a rising wind
$ Q. \' ~7 l3 w4 ~. O: |- q3 n' ?! ]the manic dust of my friends, 9 M% p# s' M2 q+ l
those who fell along the way, ) K g3 M; X6 G# [
bitterly stings my face. & m2 F2 [) A0 d) j
Yet I turn, I turn, 4 a% [9 i: e; @' d) }$ }
exulting somewhat,
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2 M. E/ x& B% ^6 p5 K6 \' R jwhereever I need to go,
" u2 l& P( k. U% \and every stone on the road
( _/ Q2 L4 B7 m. S6 x: dprecious to me.
4 @5 @5 C& q& |& y2 m) fIn my darkest night, 2 D& l1 w \' G2 |! ` v
when the moon was covered
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directed me: % U# \8 i# x9 F: d5 f m
"Live in the layers,
8 s& L+ L' b$ v0 K2 inot on the litter."
- g* D* O6 ?; h* X- nThough I lack the art 4 i' c; N5 n) d/ L$ U' d n3 V
to decipher it, ( d2 ]4 [- K! ~, s/ ?" n3 l: f
no doubt the next chapter $ {1 y/ F& G9 h1 ^
in my book of transformations
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I am not done with my changes.$ w/ o! K# F/ L0 S# _
—Stanley Kunitz
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