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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。2 u/ o% N9 T( c' \- }
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
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The layers
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$ `- Q) `2 U5 F0 J0 }. c5 TI have walked through many websites,% l k$ ] _$ E5 k
some of them I like,& L/ m" m6 {. Y! \
and some of them I do not like.% y/ e4 d; X! W; t" N9 [
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
; `. q+ S0 z9 Y! B1 Aout of his true affections.
+ @$ L! @( n7 @; v2 X' x. LI go, I go1 a/ ]% T G3 U0 A6 f0 j; w
exulting somewhat, . f9 V0 ? p y6 v9 @
with my will intact to go
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and every post on the Edmontonchina Community ) }" W6 j2 Q1 L/ T+ ^( N% d
Precious to me.+ q$ p. ~, E( p& P( n
In my darkest night, + x3 ]. ]7 c5 t p
when the moon was covered1 q' |; [ D3 y3 S2 K8 j
and I roamed through websites,
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directed me:
( a3 _, J3 J/ a9 ZLive in the layers
- e, V; a7 t) C" T2 d8 R- wnot on the litter.
8 i* P5 R8 Q* ^' ]# R. dThough I lack the art
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no doubt the next chaper) G3 B" h/ s0 T( ^( D# j
in my book of transformations
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3 T" J) O: s( z" fI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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原文在此:& T9 B4 V6 Z g4 [8 R
5 U+ k: B" c& j/ l; t, N8 \The Layers
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I have walked through many lives,
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and I am not who I was,
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abides, from which I struggle ; p1 ?& c% `% d+ R1 S! n0 h: U
not to stray.
+ K5 Z6 F5 ]3 C0 `0 SWhen I look behind, 2 A& b W: g' O! j4 h
as I am compelled to look 6 i( L% ]8 p5 j6 X
before I can gather strength
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toward the horizon ; [1 Y2 z6 R( {6 z
and the slow fires trailing + c) y/ s1 R0 g9 J7 Z
from the abandoned camp-sites, ( e& u! y, }2 C7 w5 T7 C. f$ w7 p
over which scavenger angels
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Oh, I have made myself a tribe
5 \& B$ b" K' D5 X3 i5 w, _5 Aout of my true affections,
1 U) j5 P4 f- @: |& n8 fand my tribe is scattered!
) \1 e4 q ~* M5 Y# T( YHow shall the heart be reconciled 8 }# ]3 _3 F! ]. C) U1 W- Y
to its feast of losses?
& q6 k' Z) ?, o: W* \- zIn a rising wind
. d3 U* O \, `; y/ Ethe manic dust of my friends, 3 x2 s5 B0 Q& j4 s; y
those who fell along the way,
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Yet I turn, I turn, ' q2 @8 x/ w! Y4 m
exulting somewhat,
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precious to me.
+ Z, L) W7 k& b5 H% IIn my darkest night, 3 b% b" c# b- D! M; e
when the moon was covered
7 K6 R3 W7 X9 ~- Mand I roamed through wreckage, 4 x, d% N$ f8 `% L
a nimbus-clouded voice
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"Live in the layers, 3 a" A% |: f1 G
not on the litter." 1 C1 n& }* ~# c4 d6 G
Though I lack the art ; y* z6 e4 ? m- ~ \7 {
to decipher it,
0 t( j6 c3 ~2 Z1 |no doubt the next chapter 1 E: F: G' ~& a' b/ d
in my book of transformations
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I am not done with my changes., L) a/ d! S, i6 i! s+ v
—Stanley Kunitz) X, _- p2 s5 ^2 A& L0 A
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