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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) J4 n, H. z2 p
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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% p# `9 A* E' R) |I have walked through many websites, y" e/ y" ?( [7 x. [
some of them I like,9 i. q9 W! O5 |1 `
and some of them I do not like.
9 R2 d, Z' J7 j1 L+ j3 \. T: F, dOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe5 [1 a/ h" x8 ?* O1 H' N( h1 S! Y. p
out of his true affections.
- ~( m: E( j; q9 r- A/ ZI go, I go
1 Q7 e. T6 H& \/ V3 ~+ a& V Qexulting somewhat, # y4 {' `9 ?6 V. P
with my will intact to go! v' d' l M! _- J
wherever I need to go,
! j* A$ X8 h' h R! k4 Gand every post on the Edmontonchina Community
' u! C; X5 h) {/ |5 k) J0 RPrecious to me.
3 l( B, }' |2 uIn my darkest night, - d4 \& v; `. A1 o7 n
when the moon was covered4 l" W, @4 N0 o% D- P
and I roamed through websites,
8 W3 b) \" ^. p( `9 i3 ga nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
4 }* P+ }- j# y7 \/ C4 b) Wdirected me:5 J$ @1 k- | b0 g+ V% J& m5 _* `
Live in the layers% D" z: }1 t; k: o! v
not on the litter.
5 Q, Q8 }' N! ~& l- _) eThough I lack the art
9 Y" q& f1 {; m. }to decipher it,
9 w" m0 ~. Y8 Z: P! _no doubt the next chaper( Q3 K2 A# D/ x: G6 Q* Q* }5 l
in my book of transformations- ^5 C2 G7 `2 K& b6 ~" r. r0 `
is already written.$ Q& X; e4 \8 T+ w% c8 Z/ A
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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原文在此:
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( \* k( B- q& W$ v: l4 hThe Layers
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8 Z$ R0 j4 W0 X% b ^7 U) h: D) rI have walked through many lives,
7 E& H3 S, Z% a- |0 G! Zsome of them my own,
2 Y' t' }; s9 Q; i( fand I am not who I was, ( _2 V% z: s$ i" c
though some principle of being
& r' ]1 z8 [% M- }$ s o0 ~5 Iabides, from which I struggle
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When I look behind, 7 N5 p1 E" m/ p$ `4 B! S
as I am compelled to look 3 M+ Z, |6 `: G' i
before I can gather strength + e6 K$ ~: |8 n2 z" t& L; l% a' H
to proceed on my journey, ! h# t& X. h5 ]# s
I see the milestones dwindling
+ M* r+ |3 b2 S" a; h8 M% k% Xtoward the horizon
- S; H. v& \4 z$ ^5 B% g" p: Kand the slow fires trailing
! ]4 N$ c# G+ Q9 a3 ifrom the abandoned camp-sites,
! M7 N, a( J# y" V5 Sover which scavenger angels + B" E3 }3 c" \/ }
wheel on heavy wings. 9 _: b: f. b* ^
Oh, I have made myself a tribe $ l5 }# q6 G. S3 l0 A; B- Q
out of my true affections, 2 u2 I$ g8 {/ R1 Y
and my tribe is scattered!
1 V# g, T7 e% _How shall the heart be reconciled
. K/ Y% s H8 A: ?, {6 Uto its feast of losses? 8 S/ J9 S1 q6 n' _ P9 L; D6 R
In a rising wind 4 e+ N2 G7 x, h- ^
the manic dust of my friends,
O7 c( S( S7 @, B3 d) {" A' ^% Bthose who fell along the way,
. f) ]2 ?- C: R, |bitterly stings my face. ) `& G1 ?9 {7 d' A( E) t! z
Yet I turn, I turn,
1 q9 Z7 H3 r' c8 | zexulting somewhat,
9 q- A! J# w. A4 v8 S$ M" qwith my will intact to go
8 \, ^" Z; s) ?( s1 c \: Wwhereever I need to go,
0 v, ^1 z) K q/ j- n0 T& Aand every stone on the road & w$ X t: v0 i4 g
precious to me. 1 r1 i/ N Z& S/ I0 k% l
In my darkest night, . n( c7 I* V3 q# {4 N) [1 U) |4 W
when the moon was covered , {5 j& K: k, ]% \
and I roamed through wreckage, , y7 T8 v4 S D, w1 h
a nimbus-clouded voice 6 ]2 e- c T9 u( p
directed me: 1 m9 u6 L. T# `/ w; }. C$ n4 `
"Live in the layers,
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Though I lack the art
/ a+ ?+ Q/ n7 L6 w6 t0 Zto decipher it,
' P6 z1 }& Z& J7 P2 i \' Cno doubt the next chapter 8 g t3 q3 F; k, q
in my book of transformations
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I am not done with my changes.
7 J) V5 W7 V# q! Z1 S6 ^—Stanley Kunitz7 Y" s+ l- p7 a0 [/ N
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