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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
8 Z. j1 T* E" D. S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, ^6 U4 p; v+ M/ j, t9 H
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: E# W; F& U* c The layers
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I have walked through many websites,
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and some of them I do not like." f3 H; {8 C* }* Z, x- A; q2 e
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
4 Q s$ T; e% y# T* a: oout of his true affections.2 U. E, R r) @. _' d
I go, I go
2 Q$ Q S+ ~1 V' l9 Y/ Pexulting somewhat,
$ ^( ^( d! H1 l$ s/ xwith my will intact to go
" [* C2 r5 n5 R& q& [' Vwherever I need to go,* U1 R1 @6 h; D+ B M
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
4 c v0 C% _+ u- qPrecious to me.$ ^( X' ]( M. w |$ r D
In my darkest night,
6 }4 t; q0 }& }, Twhen the moon was covered
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/ b; v& b) X8 m3 P1 \6 D: aa nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice & J- L7 }/ z3 y8 y8 A
directed me:
* a% p* \; |' _& m- G2 H# MLive in the layers
+ \* s1 }, V- Lnot on the litter.- f; U8 d1 }) F8 E
Though I lack the art ' l0 X% x* D+ b4 P9 R3 s
to decipher it,
& g) M% t( ?5 Hno doubt the next chaper
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O, j$ j3 x7 B0 {. ~' i2 QI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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The Layers6 L1 G5 s- n/ p0 I+ t# Q
' J# B) a8 r7 o0 iI have walked through many lives,
# ~* V* N1 ]+ g5 l* ]" g8 @# S5 P% xsome of them my own,
4 c) y3 K H8 {5 kand I am not who I was, + D% B) X/ t6 M
though some principle of being
1 [9 L$ Z2 j6 N5 Sabides, from which I struggle ( u# i; A& b2 P, {* E
not to stray. 5 l5 n( ?, O/ R4 z8 s
When I look behind,
( M, N# t$ f3 N8 ~% S; W' Z1 Qas I am compelled to look
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to proceed on my journey,
0 [1 Q! V/ m4 _1 o8 _, R% RI see the milestones dwindling
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and the slow fires trailing
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Oh, I have made myself a tribe
( Q2 g( }/ N3 `5 T* a% d. d% Pout of my true affections, 7 a% F& l3 ^7 C; y- x: K$ P
and my tribe is scattered!
0 e% v3 I, F. m$ j$ Z9 h2 {* BHow shall the heart be reconciled 6 B8 O0 W3 e' Z3 ~. e/ |" M }
to its feast of losses? ( B9 B0 {) R5 S. o- A) s, f a6 U
In a rising wind m% y. \$ r" O. F U) F$ q1 I
the manic dust of my friends, 6 b; A( u( L* ]) a6 [) Y
those who fell along the way, . e8 K* G& k5 M; _6 N
bitterly stings my face. - _0 m# Q2 y' N0 y3 U8 ]7 a# J
Yet I turn, I turn, ; x/ I1 B+ N2 w) ^8 ]
exulting somewhat,
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7 B* y9 h/ n; b' b7 V3 ywhereever I need to go, 5 x6 c- \7 W+ @
and every stone on the road
- y# n4 j2 A2 g+ S# vprecious to me.
* {/ C6 A$ v8 ~In my darkest night, : e" J. u3 ~' z- X: \
when the moon was covered
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+ _* O B) ?% U9 v2 z( S9 F. Ja nimbus-clouded voice : r% D* \* P/ p/ \0 N2 f+ X
directed me:
" l& Y6 o1 K! [6 O"Live in the layers, ) J8 Q/ o" }$ z/ R6 C0 l
not on the litter." 8 L# o5 r' u9 `" e
Though I lack the art * ~# O( C8 @9 L$ X+ U& h
to decipher it,
1 v' R& L" d: @! \4 Y Tno doubt the next chapter
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is already written.
t: d* _. v6 H) uI am not done with my changes.5 {5 @9 S4 k2 F7 ~# u7 [
—Stanley Kunitz
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