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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
) a. o7 R1 R% U6 v! A3 }; X9 @! t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* S3 t( h) x3 q( A: l g! ~
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: S0 C$ ?4 [1 b; G; ]8 ?1 Z The layers8 i3 h6 q+ O- g
& C( l& \" z! f$ qI have walked through many websites,
) q0 e) `$ @9 M5 q' M; p% Z* c' n- Dsome of them I like,, {4 t! s) P4 E3 [% b }
and some of them I do not like.: r' \# W; o1 O- W( g
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe9 r) S Y8 W `6 w6 h
out of his true affections.
/ x" m9 ]2 m/ |/ a _6 V0 xI go, I go3 a$ F# T0 D% \# J- n2 _9 x
exulting somewhat, . X- n& H1 a7 i) E
with my will intact to go
( X, [" u; g G1 `9 c: t5 v1 _wherever I need to go,* d* ^1 z. ~5 S6 I- k
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
, i0 l9 S2 }6 z, c3 APrecious to me.
5 s6 L' t5 d/ `' v& R6 i% lIn my darkest night,
5 k, }6 J$ H0 n2 _when the moon was covered1 l4 c$ C* w/ v' z; R) x2 g0 o
and I roamed through websites,7 @* w& r, f$ F) R- S
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice : F5 j# `% s$ O: ]1 _9 c# B
directed me:
$ }4 t( Y- h8 r& A* vLive in the layers) \& \2 Y% }" @+ Y2 c# X
not on the litter.3 o- ]- q0 S# S" b7 O" P8 x f3 f; g
Though I lack the art
% A$ f1 O; {& J. t' {0 rto decipher it,
' v, w( R3 H' O+ q+ T2 I( b- Ono doubt the next chaper2 T6 ^/ ^; S0 k5 D" l) r; B
in my book of transformations
/ G- a1 N, j, ]5 j( cis already written.9 l- @$ U1 R; E; g# D, i
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.; x% _$ ]; f% {; T8 C0 P* q
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原文在此:
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The Layers
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I have walked through many lives, 8 T* \" X5 o w8 \
some of them my own, * {2 `3 E4 @2 R* V( U
and I am not who I was, 0 p5 V5 u% @. Z
though some principle of being
. o- H4 R8 a2 }$ T1 @- v& eabides, from which I struggle
+ q/ }) l& _1 p3 g! B/ N& E6 u- {not to stray. ! {$ @8 p3 N3 }2 x
When I look behind,
6 H+ p/ J2 r' @ s& n$ y0 _as I am compelled to look ' C! X" \* C( V9 p5 T& A! {
before I can gather strength ; q( D. Z) k. ?
to proceed on my journey,
7 l, _1 D) L' |, \I see the milestones dwindling $ M7 r6 s+ l4 l0 U2 ?" A& V, P- [
toward the horizon
0 C& Q$ W, S4 ?$ t, vand the slow fires trailing % A6 V( D% `1 B& B$ E. R; N, W- k
from the abandoned camp-sites,
: G1 g+ l4 K; R* b" r4 }over which scavenger angels 3 j- \6 n# e( M. d* p2 x
wheel on heavy wings. * s; }, S1 {$ I/ s6 I
Oh, I have made myself a tribe ( P& P1 a& K' j2 w( {
out of my true affections,
4 O, |, T. C$ c& `' |9 G2 Pand my tribe is scattered!
7 }& ], r7 A# }6 y/ i/ D+ FHow shall the heart be reconciled
9 D0 }$ [* @' F0 o( J( ?- R# `5 Pto its feast of losses?
( _4 X8 l" h) K7 SIn a rising wind
8 [. B1 Z+ \' ^4 [$ U# @" Pthe manic dust of my friends, 7 P) J* C" P7 y" u) \" W
those who fell along the way,
4 ]& Q8 W7 @: |, Hbitterly stings my face. X. S; ]# b! H. m& w
Yet I turn, I turn, 1 w9 ^6 b% K# Z5 t! [
exulting somewhat, 0 K @. s/ o# ~) U! ^
with my will intact to go
5 r3 u/ m/ J' bwhereever I need to go, $ i) T. J2 |1 Y$ Y- }* c
and every stone on the road 2 V! l7 C& v( k) q3 V) Z5 d2 m& }
precious to me. 7 }: @8 A! x. `9 E
In my darkest night, 8 O2 T: W% a* g5 s+ @" N5 N
when the moon was covered
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a nimbus-clouded voice
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"Live in the layers,
6 e0 X+ k' } t( N& A5 [& u7 Onot on the litter."
+ Q, s3 V" O2 ?4 e6 yThough I lack the art * L0 N6 b/ O+ L' D' v5 J
to decipher it,
- N" R, X$ w2 n& b( ^3 G, H5 cno doubt the next chapter
% I3 g! w6 P/ k" r" c1 ein my book of transformations
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I am not done with my changes.
u- }- A4 K D1 o } m: x% T/ t( v—Stanley Kunitz8 N) v, @2 c9 i( B
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