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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
# q1 Y [8 K, i6 m$ R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 Kunitz2 K& T6 U! S4 C( e/ v) L4 S
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The layers
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t* l- t" I$ o* y) \, WI have walked through many websites,
2 U" S0 S- Q: W0 c3 }8 c7 Ssome of them I like,
/ |8 @9 d9 K/ W* h( ^# Wand some of them I do not like.
, U5 L7 x/ z( f9 V8 LOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
9 r. G# M, W k8 d e5 J& K# z/ xout of his true affections.3 ?* ?/ r' h( } z7 q" D
I go, I go; D; T7 D8 K6 A. z/ R' } [' O
exulting somewhat,
: w. W* p: I# V( ~2 bwith my will intact to go
5 a4 s, a, t1 x9 e1 Pwherever I need to go, n; n: n0 a z& \; Z
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community . A% ]6 J% @) F/ W! G/ {2 x
Precious to me.
; P4 z- |; i: t& g% k8 CIn my darkest night,
4 A3 M3 }6 [ V: { ]! }when the moon was covered
E* w/ k2 n9 O( ^) [0 ~+ Dand I roamed through websites,
# J4 r+ i% d+ Za nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
, L/ M! D0 G+ I% O5 ~/ ?directed me:' S3 d* F+ Q- S% `/ l2 y
Live in the layers
$ f s W' u+ u: o4 ~7 tnot on the litter.
4 ?% h' Y: F- b& k }* k5 nThough I lack the art
) t* l. l" J& P! J: R1 l! Fto decipher it,! t) G+ k9 c( m, o0 O Y/ g0 D$ _! v
no doubt the next chaper
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I love to live with Edmontonchina Community. M4 K# L. N# b O. M3 c
0 `5 r4 _) K: W4 ?4 w$ U& Q) l原文在此:
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% P) |/ `! s5 q- {The Layers# X9 h. D, D8 [% H# l3 D
- Y' X7 ]# R# n( ]I have walked through many lives, 2 M& j) Z! }: k
some of them my own,
, M- |' L' e( I% S: u% j1 y' Pand I am not who I was,
9 J# t4 J/ x# t, a! N A0 J( ~: `& @though some principle of being
4 U* y* ]( K& b+ o. S" F) o9 kabides, from which I struggle
/ T+ V' O6 A& H+ {( {! O$ ?) _not to stray. Y+ c6 g' C+ J. u
When I look behind, ( ~" q# \3 t& u; ]; E1 U' L
as I am compelled to look $ X; L. U; ?8 a/ ^
before I can gather strength
# z2 k8 ]4 @$ H1 n, q$ Yto proceed on my journey, R5 S* x9 ]) N" f3 C8 m
I see the milestones dwindling $ s& \9 @ E% O C
toward the horizon
; D/ A: i- `0 U. Yand the slow fires trailing
8 }& _" e# q1 l: Pfrom the abandoned camp-sites,
6 Y5 {/ m) q0 iover which scavenger angels & ^$ f/ j$ Z6 e8 q8 P2 A
wheel on heavy wings. ; P9 X0 d. r2 r- J9 t
Oh, I have made myself a tribe 7 o8 q, W( W) S5 ]( ]
out of my true affections,
( Q( l: \3 e2 w1 o- X8 F: Zand my tribe is scattered! + N/ }5 H+ \; ? E( d6 ^( T6 M
How shall the heart be reconciled 0 G& d& Q( Q/ G$ V8 ?. v
to its feast of losses? 0 g$ I: [. f! C0 r6 k+ U
In a rising wind
- n( W. {8 T* c+ j$ l, E1 ythe manic dust of my friends,
+ D2 f. N5 e# l |those who fell along the way, & D! F+ K# S+ u# U0 W `3 ~. z
bitterly stings my face. 9 b; m2 s2 U' U5 r
Yet I turn, I turn,
9 c, `: U+ L! B% `exulting somewhat, 7 \5 r: Z! w' P9 Q8 ?8 C
with my will intact to go ; f3 S; f/ u% }, D4 m
whereever I need to go,
5 k! G' H N4 dand every stone on the road : C- J- e k+ C# b
precious to me.
9 K" g) M+ u1 I8 K! ZIn my darkest night, 7 q B+ m y/ T" }
when the moon was covered
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a nimbus-clouded voice
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"Live in the layers, ; v ^$ B+ {4 ]# T
not on the litter." 4 I4 ?+ v% h# ^6 d, J; Y
Though I lack the art 6 A. b5 N; [5 ^4 Y- W* C) v
to decipher it, $ Q4 C- u7 K5 b0 Y# `( a
no doubt the next chapter 4 o; J+ R1 _, }4 q" N
in my book of transformations
7 y2 A8 e+ b: s v# m U# j& E) Wis already written.
3 _( l# }7 I4 ?$ a% e# oI am not done with my changes.. R$ Q2 G& K3 Z+ g& `
—Stanley Kunitz0 y1 k s) i4 K* B* Q1 a4 @7 ?5 u0 v
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