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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
9 n. B" p+ E! b. v* S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' L1 L( ]; r! H
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# Z v. H7 s6 i# l1 R" R% a( n The layers
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I have walked through many websites, q& `+ A) c- B8 n& b! R
some of them I like,
+ l- L6 j* E& C& W9 T, T; [and some of them I do not like.
% @, @- ?& C3 vOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe& l5 {) Y9 o3 l8 |! r
out of his true affections.- {! ?: s/ w% ?5 o& [* h& ?
I go, I go
* z( V$ c- x3 Dexulting somewhat,
" A# K7 ^, G7 U; B% V2 swith my will intact to go/ A$ {/ M& Z2 Z+ f
wherever I need to go,- i1 E( l/ }$ K3 Q. @$ [7 g7 A
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community
/ d" A% x5 d9 ~' vPrecious to me.
3 }5 Z/ V! q L* MIn my darkest night, . o. G$ p- O! Z* u3 P8 w
when the moon was covered& u; \2 k' _) @* x
and I roamed through websites,
& Y. x; t F5 j. `4 F& R- Aa nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
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Live in the layers
m2 T$ n( V3 h% q8 G0 onot on the litter.
! N5 M# A7 l/ m1 g' K; p& YThough I lack the art : y% q" V7 M" h% W. V: n
to decipher it,4 u4 S8 C& H6 ?' m) l. O( a# Q
no doubt the next chaper1 w: S5 \/ n2 q7 C; K' |" G
in my book of transformations
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+ [2 J, g* Y B' G" H3 tI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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$ `/ v1 S. V+ i" H原文在此:
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The Layers8 U* w& D7 ^ ^ ]; |7 q; ]8 w
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I have walked through many lives, 3 f8 K" I6 J% ]; q
some of them my own, . A* v2 `* k# r, w. I% Z, A) C* s
and I am not who I was,
2 N5 b5 ~! O6 ?5 M' u+ X; Jthough some principle of being 6 R/ C2 v) A: b' [$ ^8 X
abides, from which I struggle
9 v+ L0 L0 k+ V& P! @9 m9 Qnot to stray. : Y: d4 G3 ` l- ]+ g* {
When I look behind,
1 \5 R5 G3 D: x4 X' H: A. j" P5 S5 |as I am compelled to look : I w1 e8 k) [
before I can gather strength
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1 L! ^! D- w4 l' tI see the milestones dwindling
3 j. x& E& M6 j, n+ n& U: g7 y9 Ztoward the horizon 9 n {+ C$ e, n7 r
and the slow fires trailing : N3 @) @% N w. n9 y
from the abandoned camp-sites, 0 J: K g$ _3 H9 g
over which scavenger angels 3 N: ]1 X. A0 ~# v' t- F1 b% W
wheel on heavy wings. ! m/ ^' t. ?9 C2 H" P, X3 I
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
- J+ \* S2 Y1 ^% n. d9 g$ Pout of my true affections,
7 m% S# b7 U; T8 u/ Q- c8 Q9 Nand my tribe is scattered! & l2 b5 k4 D# V6 D Z0 N* T3 X
How shall the heart be reconciled
! j' m; m, L$ I9 o6 u9 \; pto its feast of losses?
8 I, M( M/ j' {5 R" w* O4 |# T/ J" QIn a rising wind
9 B) M B# L- l- v' I) [5 C1 g1 Vthe manic dust of my friends, / {6 V4 t& d" A0 E h/ a1 G
those who fell along the way,
0 `$ O1 Q+ {' [ ?' g+ m& ~bitterly stings my face. # A8 ]9 ~) Q; T7 d
Yet I turn, I turn, 2 v& o2 B# [* k6 a4 I
exulting somewhat,
: Y; g, v5 u) i* c N& |: V6 i& Uwith my will intact to go
. `; [1 c8 p W3 D1 ]5 B* Kwhereever I need to go,
. L& @, D4 m6 v6 [: Dand every stone on the road % U' p. y- q5 u0 I
precious to me.
0 n9 v" X; L% _In my darkest night,
: s# ~' ~% x. u8 S: i$ O6 t" ?when the moon was covered
& ~7 ` O, n0 {+ S" U% k2 ~and I roamed through wreckage,
5 M, g0 L0 o. U5 S" S# p9 Ia nimbus-clouded voice * M2 A, [9 ?9 k) _, Z
directed me:
- l c6 p5 |1 K& m' [5 d n"Live in the layers,
9 ^2 y+ ^4 A+ X5 z7 j1 n9 Pnot on the litter." ' j7 h7 I& r& Y9 `
Though I lack the art 3 l' I$ k" [& }4 z- S4 {7 L7 a2 u
to decipher it, / ?& ~/ g. p' `
no doubt the next chapter
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is already written.
. ^: Z. r7 s# d z$ V! ZI am not done with my changes., F2 ] M; ?' J8 \
—Stanley Kunitz/ F% x- d8 z. }" t$ n
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