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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。3 D' s8 s: u: q, ?- N; B; H
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% T2 M) B- O$ `0 t* p: B' G/ B
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7 q6 }8 w; V; n, r The layers' \: Y) `; U( J; ?
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I have walked through many websites,
3 E+ W- F% ^) [$ lsome of them I like,6 O( j3 r1 X# ~. ?& g
and some of them I do not like.
. d% ~) K) L1 c$ ~Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
$ |% h7 S. u8 O; ]9 Zout of his true affections.; X1 y% n9 n# P" {
I go, I go$ D& M2 E5 |; W! l( J. Z. L
exulting somewhat,
) G) h4 x8 S* V% b/ J% @with my will intact to go7 C' Y( J# d! P+ M4 u2 V: ~" u: N8 J
wherever I need to go,
1 |, J& o% a! a# B1 v" Nand every post on the Edmontonchina Community / t4 E. L4 C! j* U/ F3 S
Precious to me.; M) J; B/ M% A) \
In my darkest night, ' g8 S3 f- L7 _8 Y5 x, M; ]: e
when the moon was covered+ H* I+ x4 M1 s0 J) V
and I roamed through websites,
% Y5 ~0 N/ j+ s0 d, @/ w5 x" ta nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice 5 ]: `# V5 Q% w2 [- [( ]
directed me:) P7 |1 V* Q/ ]& I0 x7 _- L2 d. x. r
Live in the layers
* b4 y2 S( D0 \; n" M* y. cnot on the litter.
9 @/ Z2 E- W/ c# G0 [7 p s) P E- g fThough I lack the art
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no doubt the next chaper+ e7 _0 K- w: f: M5 |9 y: d- p
in my book of transformations" o: H9 n2 {4 i; d
is already written.
4 c% `& `' ]7 v8 ^+ F+ x$ c2 JI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.* s$ b5 e0 E6 G. O6 K! N
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原文在此:
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I have walked through many lives,
9 ?* d+ X1 z6 osome of them my own, % u5 o; e% Q! g9 r8 m
and I am not who I was,
7 w: D/ U; ?9 A( L% `: Zthough some principle of being ! {- t$ K4 W# r6 }' ?
abides, from which I struggle & z9 c3 v3 H4 Z9 U, }* i6 u8 U9 Z
not to stray. % R0 ~; Q0 w g, s: p( y
When I look behind,
* b. g0 q8 }- j- A2 k4 Q( n- Z6 ]as I am compelled to look 4 c+ [' g2 j' y$ j* [
before I can gather strength
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I see the milestones dwindling
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and the slow fires trailing 0 @! \' H4 S; {
from the abandoned camp-sites,
8 a* b8 G1 f: J E& u$ Q, Wover which scavenger angels 3 J( M8 s# s) ^4 C! `
wheel on heavy wings. 7 D, N4 C1 l* l) e5 x
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
% }( k- A4 G9 Y2 P4 D$ B9 j. `out of my true affections, " a' w# F! m6 R1 g8 C
and my tribe is scattered! % k, S2 e3 m" B8 Q: ]0 }. F( ]: ], Y
How shall the heart be reconciled - U7 t- {" B! p: C4 a6 @ R
to its feast of losses?
% ~. J# x& w# N1 m0 z) d+ s" YIn a rising wind
2 \0 n% J& L& t1 h5 ?the manic dust of my friends,
$ _2 V' `- T" x8 |+ n) D4 Bthose who fell along the way,
$ V, _! u5 E; K( p' A0 Ubitterly stings my face. 6 L- P+ c+ G! b2 x+ l/ D2 u
Yet I turn, I turn,
u8 F: ~) V5 B% C2 Jexulting somewhat,
# c- R$ A$ b+ Swith my will intact to go
" U8 k9 `- l; E* ^1 \ X7 `* R+ zwhereever I need to go, & E0 m6 N; Z' r. a
and every stone on the road : J2 w7 x# F' J' w& B- m
precious to me.
2 @6 V* e1 D7 M' v; `8 FIn my darkest night, * Y4 g. c4 L; s; b' A
when the moon was covered ) _) [" O6 z- B# A3 }- T
and I roamed through wreckage,
% h4 u- O3 G1 Ca nimbus-clouded voice
7 n" e! m- u( h3 udirected me: " a [5 v8 u9 A1 q+ X
"Live in the layers, # k' Q8 T O; Q9 {+ m8 o
not on the litter."
/ o- j5 y! d5 i1 T9 LThough I lack the art / b f( a- ], Q3 s/ @ u! W1 _
to decipher it, % n# t1 o2 J+ ?$ ~: k' w6 l, ^& o
no doubt the next chapter / L# O9 {9 `6 D& x `5 P
in my book of transformations
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I am not done with my changes.) D: ^- s+ Q" `9 B$ x! F
—Stanley Kunitz; q# f) ^. D3 o g& Y' O
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