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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。! ^# ^( h" u! r9 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 Kunitz L( W$ }8 X* s0 b3 K6 ?# L
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The layers) M& t; c* Z' I) I) y3 S, \
0 i2 J3 U# |: K& AI have walked through many websites,
* R; A( ?) p0 S- ksome of them I like, z h; _$ l8 n- F
and some of them I do not like.
9 k, q( b( j3 a4 X% hOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe% C3 z; R: X Q8 O L3 ~
out of his true affections.( A4 r! Y1 f* ]. H5 C l
I go, I go
! k; f5 B9 M6 a7 Qexulting somewhat, 1 z# N# @7 G* k- e' ^5 H6 s- E7 @" u4 V
with my will intact to go
" K+ j) h. l8 m' C3 g! Qwherever I need to go,2 W$ G8 Z( z6 ?
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
0 }6 `# s8 C) p" o8 o( |Precious to me.
" g$ }& J) v& S! G/ ^# W% V7 eIn my darkest night,
7 e' C0 B+ U4 V2 S1 u: G {6 [2 Rwhen the moon was covered- Y: ?. Z) ~ d9 ^7 B8 P% c" W( y' |
and I roamed through websites,
3 @: w( V* r& Na nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
, [9 `, f7 o; E6 r Xdirected me:) Z* N' c1 X5 U) m+ I! |
Live in the layers
) L+ @0 L7 m( ]/ Znot on the litter.
) r1 ]9 J4 y sThough I lack the art
: M2 \! T, E, j3 }1 v: Vto decipher it,
% S* r I }+ K9 y; Lno doubt the next chaper
! y+ v1 f5 W) \in my book of transformations
* t' U! o7 ^8 N6 E# `' O. |is already written.
5 n$ c1 |! D9 |1 @- F2 w, ZI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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2 [) V6 N; G! _: O+ P原文在此:
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The Layers
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. D9 ~ }2 k! rI have walked through many lives, 2 `# P. m4 \, _: a" h' T+ s2 {9 Y9 |
some of them my own, ' _+ j0 t- h: Y( p
and I am not who I was,
) i) e4 J" Z1 w) Cthough some principle of being
: ^$ R$ a8 `1 ^6 j# v- |' r4 pabides, from which I struggle 3 h2 S4 z- u5 n+ Z: {- W
not to stray. 5 @$ e$ l8 w( z) R# p
When I look behind, ' h4 L: f/ [, L9 T
as I am compelled to look
* M" g+ n% e0 H+ y& Vbefore I can gather strength
7 x2 K C" f. A/ Lto proceed on my journey, % G4 Q, d: u3 z! I" \0 A
I see the milestones dwindling
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and the slow fires trailing 5 T5 F2 S4 [* [9 A [9 E) Y
from the abandoned camp-sites, 4 ?6 X* L5 H. u- i/ z) p
over which scavenger angels
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Oh, I have made myself a tribe ( v$ V; {" ^0 G `; s; N Y2 Z, ~
out of my true affections,
1 [5 P7 q- Q7 D0 ]and my tribe is scattered! $ x- y( K2 x# }1 K# o
How shall the heart be reconciled 7 u+ m" e& h" f
to its feast of losses? Z1 E& F+ P6 N4 u/ s
In a rising wind 2 ]( R8 |2 {7 |1 I, n
the manic dust of my friends, * z7 u2 S, i: G/ T
those who fell along the way, - ]4 N9 A: ~# l
bitterly stings my face. 9 F4 d# }' h5 v1 `4 Y
Yet I turn, I turn,
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+ `7 {: e) P: F- g) F3 \. r" }# Hwith my will intact to go . Y) K" x% F, r# L, Q
whereever I need to go, , B" f0 l( F, n1 ?
and every stone on the road
1 ^$ @9 v8 g& V1 g7 U. B& T& w3 Rprecious to me.
2 `& @$ o/ Q2 CIn my darkest night,
) d* e+ b* I: x, U5 dwhen the moon was covered ) z; H" n) W3 N% ?: ?. v. Z, q' {
and I roamed through wreckage, : ^9 l' D5 ~: ]2 J) n) y \
a nimbus-clouded voice : B3 M+ _' X8 _* U- Q) x! y
directed me:
: ]; B U2 f3 X9 ]+ O& s U9 }' I0 X"Live in the layers, ( S& u: b8 p: r2 d7 u3 x( ?5 h3 @
not on the litter."
1 J0 a- t$ y* h2 g. |. C/ HThough I lack the art
& u' ` W0 j: L' I( ]to decipher it,
% W; F" I# l0 B6 n: \5 Eno doubt the next chapter + M+ c1 D+ n7 S) V) l
in my book of transformations
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0 F( @8 Q" o& U% r! P. ]& h sI am not done with my changes.: O4 r! y0 q9 e& _. i$ S
—Stanley Kunitz
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