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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。& t$ W% E! H" d* @0 E) `
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' g c& {$ F+ L
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The layers
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I have walked through many websites,# i5 m I/ o; z F
some of them I like,
# X2 s. m Z6 Y- a) X7 X6 [and some of them I do not like., e; k9 @; L- O" w. I% R1 b5 {0 P
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
v: q/ m. N7 h2 O7 C" A: sout of his true affections.
0 {5 {$ z2 ~7 g$ Z- P$ l8 `3 M* CI go, I go! e! |+ n: d. B
exulting somewhat, 7 V7 Z: e4 \* d5 _: o4 c+ W- w
with my will intact to go
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8 c: v0 t4 @2 o" e ]( \# y' k* Rand every post on the Edmontonchina Community
. f, E' h; w7 |4 NPrecious to me.+ n% L0 n& x4 F/ ? t
In my darkest night, 8 N* W% K& _+ A
when the moon was covered. C+ L7 G) z- s0 ~0 Y- {
and I roamed through websites,
( y7 }# P* v) x, j5 Qa nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice & {( G- i; V- ^* ^4 e
directed me:6 v) }& {/ g+ y( M
Live in the layers
A% q2 @3 f" F5 P# knot on the litter.
9 j1 n/ D6 X% E6 n* DThough I lack the art
1 }5 e" L' V2 V3 Hto decipher it,# \4 I# O5 K% H' T% m% N
no doubt the next chaper
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is already written.7 p ~5 Z0 i) f/ K. r1 `8 @0 y: a1 d
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.& z) V. p+ z6 A9 a: i
# i8 I3 m) L" w原文在此:
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I have walked through many lives, 1 C! K! v* A3 p) j; C& \+ ^/ [8 Z
some of them my own,
. L0 |5 m5 n% v; {4 X$ W+ R' jand I am not who I was, 5 |, t p+ D: z
though some principle of being
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not to stray. ! O; d8 `9 ^; Q# l% p t9 O' m
When I look behind,
- p. e" C: {1 Y! K( R; a% w: }$ Ias I am compelled to look
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I see the milestones dwindling
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and the slow fires trailing ' t0 ]& `1 g; t* Z, n+ m- n' c
from the abandoned camp-sites, ) T! E, N* H5 P Z# U, I$ @" L
over which scavenger angels
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# e F1 W1 r1 \* W1 r* m: `; VOh, I have made myself a tribe 5 W% D3 ^# ]' w/ E4 u- |
out of my true affections,
* p O$ j) U9 Z/ k4 b" f5 cand my tribe is scattered! 7 ^8 \/ t# y+ t, G) [% n
How shall the heart be reconciled
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In a rising wind - o& s1 I2 z2 I/ ~( U
the manic dust of my friends, 5 s* |. O' ?, x5 R% b. Z) }
those who fell along the way, " v1 B3 W0 l( c/ z4 A
bitterly stings my face. ! G0 m3 R( {) b+ f9 q, Z0 o
Yet I turn, I turn, ) p0 z. c7 K0 j
exulting somewhat,
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whereever I need to go,
1 F2 F/ i8 r( D- Xand every stone on the road P7 P$ ~/ q) X+ g$ _* d$ S
precious to me. % H5 T0 b b+ y1 x/ G" w+ Q" _; a+ |
In my darkest night, ) v+ T- i1 _0 ~" Q) ?
when the moon was covered 3 k5 P' Q# f/ W8 K$ b* K& T, s
and I roamed through wreckage, 8 O8 {3 i* Q! z& Z8 [
a nimbus-clouded voice
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# N& a t% F. |! @# t4 H* S"Live in the layers,
* D* P$ ]4 H. X. b& \6 [: {not on the litter." : y+ G. i6 O7 Z2 J. y# i
Though I lack the art
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no doubt the next chapter * f6 e, R) a# z; @2 v' n; b' |) U+ O
in my book of transformations 8 D* Q) t! }1 m- s
is already written. ' \1 ?7 e' S3 w% L" j/ F
I am not done with my changes.
& ^+ d: ]5 @& w. n$ l8 {; |—Stanley Kunitz$ p1 O$ P5 h. E) |" X! e/ _$ X
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