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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。# f7 r) N1 l n5 x% j, C8 o/ B
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 Kunitz5 `4 d4 z8 ]/ [ y: W: L6 P3 _
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* S$ d4 q% y0 c- o The layers D: ^0 h$ R9 _+ _1 W& n J
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I have walked through many websites,. L0 U5 E" y& e/ A* y1 u
some of them I like,& ] e% O/ v1 M$ T5 w4 W- I4 w5 r
and some of them I do not like.
" ~$ |# A1 t0 r1 H$ gOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
7 @2 f! f R Wout of his true affections.0 H5 @% R; r b) g
I go, I go
' ?1 k7 F1 @0 N9 vexulting somewhat, ' A% D7 p/ C2 ^
with my will intact to go5 }7 l% R2 O7 @9 G( r/ \
wherever I need to go, A* l4 ]/ b& f9 B; Y' C3 _
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community ' O" T8 k! Q9 z. C
Precious to me.
7 p6 m( V+ J0 X! \6 V$ F, {7 x2 r4 vIn my darkest night, ! K) {$ {% o: S- W9 o& L2 ~
when the moon was covered; G* x, z$ y2 l! a3 O
and I roamed through websites,3 y9 U) D: m$ ?# R
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice % j" A! }8 _9 d% g! f2 \5 S
directed me:
4 `' H9 @4 z6 {- ?( v) L0 `Live in the layers" R1 a3 G) f* W# K, F- e9 c1 B
not on the litter.5 t9 E5 @; l. C( A) a
Though I lack the art
, o, g' O$ w7 Rto decipher it,& x2 k, _" s3 ~! U- Z3 _- N
no doubt the next chaper
2 l3 V8 m" L8 K: {3 q; E8 @in my book of transformations
$ s; h2 W4 Y% U0 Eis already written.
2 L8 E) A K$ {" E/ i8 _I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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原文在此:9 P; y) C8 j9 I& z0 G+ s- z
# X1 m) g" ~$ dThe Layers
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% b$ J" i" e5 A0 H; M+ yI have walked through many lives, & q/ w: t j) t& n9 }
some of them my own, 4 D9 w, j k; z l+ T
and I am not who I was,
" b' s8 ?. c v! R% ? X; f$ othough some principle of being
1 K5 g" C8 w3 Q1 o4 zabides, from which I struggle
7 C% S: M: W N. rnot to stray. ! {5 V# h" Z/ \7 D0 m3 H& }* L0 @
When I look behind, 1 y. N) a h: o: L+ u
as I am compelled to look
5 t9 X P3 f4 s/ M8 qbefore I can gather strength
9 n; O; a0 @( Q) R8 U$ |to proceed on my journey,
! M% C% X8 {& I0 C0 GI see the milestones dwindling $ n5 a! M! b p9 E+ |, D4 ]4 `
toward the horizon
" m3 l3 p( V9 |4 R# m- V; o& xand the slow fires trailing
! F D+ u: J" _# A8 t- vfrom the abandoned camp-sites, + C( E e2 U$ O2 K) X& d
over which scavenger angels
# q, O! M' U+ S/ `- q, j' J( E+ h0 Pwheel on heavy wings. % J# S& v: }4 a7 E6 f, v U: M) M& d8 v
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
0 o7 I( ?2 @" P1 p$ H8 U0 [8 iout of my true affections, ! G# W6 ~$ ~8 g2 E2 O: X3 E" U
and my tribe is scattered! . @, S& R* [# ?2 Q/ d
How shall the heart be reconciled
& v0 G7 q+ B3 R; Nto its feast of losses? & r# Y7 s7 j' W* D; c1 x+ g7 Z
In a rising wind
" X) |2 f" l1 c2 [the manic dust of my friends,
1 t' ]8 G0 q: f' A7 _9 g/ vthose who fell along the way, 2 q _0 K, {" Y. [; V
bitterly stings my face.
u% k4 V7 C8 Y' {( H3 ]Yet I turn, I turn, 2 j3 t' L6 a% p+ ]/ G: i
exulting somewhat,
8 `. K5 n& }& N: Pwith my will intact to go
1 n( J. P. F5 p7 Y+ vwhereever I need to go, 3 l+ u4 C% \/ U0 P3 f
and every stone on the road 8 X2 e; o+ z+ r5 k- W8 Y
precious to me.
- f6 N. h) j( Z# f( m/ V- U! iIn my darkest night, - g/ y2 a, l' a7 Q8 l. T$ [4 q5 Z
when the moon was covered
- ?3 v' [5 B% Xand I roamed through wreckage,
* J- K, _* d5 H% O+ W( [1 |a nimbus-clouded voice , x& G) ~9 p' V3 t4 u8 K
directed me:
( h. j+ m$ a( c5 h8 p! p"Live in the layers, : P: F# y+ u+ m
not on the litter."
0 N7 a: U- E6 Q% t. ?* gThough I lack the art
" Z( f* x7 M7 V! L! sto decipher it,
1 G% K0 I7 S, {) {) jno doubt the next chapter : g6 ~* ~; n3 D. ?: \, _' Z' t( L
in my book of transformations 2 U5 `/ _ ?; i% A- L
is already written. ) N9 E$ s) N. y- ?
I am not done with my changes.! J, y9 B6 M9 i5 n) r
—Stanley Kunitz
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