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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。8 b( S g$ \+ f! E6 E" y' m
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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& v4 |, m4 a+ s- B. i6 m The layers6 T- ]: E4 `9 U# {
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I have walked through many websites,6 i5 M h% Q2 z$ }+ a
some of them I like,
+ [" R0 f8 I# \$ `2 Q4 L6 L4 s) m/ land some of them I do not like.
) Q; o: }2 @8 Q2 [Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
: n: ^; u- |! I$ d4 Mout of his true affections.. _. f4 G0 C; j4 K5 z7 _7 `
I go, I go3 [5 \1 G, @8 ~0 w3 W9 m
exulting somewhat,
0 F6 S) P! }" G2 Jwith my will intact to go. J0 G7 p1 z- N
wherever I need to go,
6 H* k+ K2 B' Z" D% ~and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
1 `5 i) a& |4 u# h' `- X( mPrecious to me.
8 v7 v" i; D! [6 ^In my darkest night, 2 q% l1 X v+ E v4 z g4 h; B
when the moon was covered
7 ^: F3 ]9 L# j6 n8 ?) Aand I roamed through websites,! m6 v' j. E: e8 o' W
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
5 B+ X$ n; O- j {directed me:
/ P6 ^' O6 V& j7 N: gLive in the layers! M. M0 z4 ?% i1 A
not on the litter., k6 i3 n4 X$ e: @2 k6 h ?
Though I lack the art 2 e( K9 g6 g2 O0 @& X' V. Y
to decipher it,
% T2 @) }8 f, h; Zno doubt the next chaper X: L* L# z6 M l1 A! d3 |
in my book of transformations
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S% Z. |' G! C- I1 C) [I love to live with Edmontonchina Community./ Y( H- a4 v; `' [% \) N
& a( f9 _4 F$ t! |; B0 q原文在此:/ p X. |% R$ {5 v s: Q
0 l" A0 d4 L, i# K1 Z' Q: ?9 [The Layers7 @6 N8 Y6 [/ a4 X; t: {) ^
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I have walked through many lives, ; _( Z9 a$ t0 I
some of them my own, 2 c" Q' h- v9 P9 f
and I am not who I was,
+ A# h" L. V, y) ~+ u0 a' fthough some principle of being 2 A# H+ |2 Q r" H! S) I3 R4 `: u K
abides, from which I struggle
/ v5 c9 G" k' E( k7 R* z7 nnot to stray. * `5 y3 z: F" l* K. |6 Q) P
When I look behind,
/ E8 Y" ~) z. Fas I am compelled to look 8 m( Z+ x% {4 i1 k b: W
before I can gather strength
+ f$ \1 v9 |9 C* cto proceed on my journey, . X1 o/ Z3 o8 H* v/ f
I see the milestones dwindling , ]4 {, T6 ? K$ t, q
toward the horizon
. Y5 E2 m6 N# Kand the slow fires trailing ; C9 ?) F- d0 z5 s) P. a- K) j$ m
from the abandoned camp-sites, - @1 X/ _+ V1 n% v2 ?7 r
over which scavenger angels
# b4 U. J% b5 C. @$ T. |5 {wheel on heavy wings.
- ]$ X% r2 D% ?Oh, I have made myself a tribe
4 g0 v8 ?5 j$ Q. _( e. W% Uout of my true affections,
8 {. c8 T( L ^9 T& {and my tribe is scattered!
- `) Z9 R ]/ V9 V1 z8 q! Q Q# ^ a9 _How shall the heart be reconciled
: ^. B) ^9 i2 V$ Jto its feast of losses?
4 B9 U) ?; F* M& n- f: F2 ]In a rising wind
$ l' w) ^8 }3 G( v* Rthe manic dust of my friends,
" l4 Q- N' |4 `% G) V; Othose who fell along the way, 9 ^( A; t, h# F4 h5 q6 D2 Z
bitterly stings my face.
- P7 k- N c* g6 T3 Y/ J% ^7 \% V4 wYet I turn, I turn,
" H$ } J$ P! f, }exulting somewhat, 4 c5 k8 l @( V8 d1 X9 x; i( b6 j
with my will intact to go . a+ Y; \" V- Z" q) c4 R, e
whereever I need to go, / W2 q3 ^0 t5 `! C; n. J3 Z: h
and every stone on the road
2 V, p1 b9 H1 Y) [. [# N- ]3 s) vprecious to me. 9 x [& h* n, v0 d# J; @: V
In my darkest night, 7 u' p) y0 N! `
when the moon was covered
4 E* t2 _6 O. k8 ?- Y# V! [and I roamed through wreckage, 9 u4 W" [! d K5 L8 H
a nimbus-clouded voice
2 u- k }, T9 E8 U* u" [directed me:
7 k v8 E, z6 |. x% D"Live in the layers, 6 t& H6 {5 h: L0 a) H$ M: ]. B
not on the litter."
; B3 p0 i6 |3 ZThough I lack the art
( t& u! o8 P2 H: p) n& ^# f7 g0 ]to decipher it, : v' t0 y% X/ a+ r, z: q
no doubt the next chapter ' ?) O- G/ D5 J2 F0 @0 ~
in my book of transformations
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I am not done with my changes.
9 d: E# I/ O& f0 A% x' B& F—Stanley Kunitz
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