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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。$ ^0 `( @; _ {1 x( {0 N2 n7 K. u) q6 ?
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 Kunitz9 ~8 Y7 u& k& M' p9 B$ d
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The layers
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. ~8 i) W9 B6 dI have walked through many websites,3 Z0 D( n2 w N0 R: A% \
some of them I like,
4 o! b# X$ v, t2 `and some of them I do not like.
% k% }1 w- o8 ^% V: t) aOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
; L3 r; @3 ^1 g* a8 x* `3 G8 i2 Dout of his true affections.
1 e3 v' \$ W% C& Z8 |& C/ tI go, I go- C/ x5 n! I0 ?" Q, P1 ^. z; D; F* b
exulting somewhat,
q" h) n& d$ @7 R# s/ I; j/ [with my will intact to go6 R. M3 R0 @2 x* e2 y7 N, N& d( Q
wherever I need to go,
0 k' u; A/ m' R4 {; }! d) qand every post on the Edmontonchina Community & z+ @% p' ], i# |. f3 l
Precious to me.
* U) y7 a! T& O5 A- K4 mIn my darkest night,
; E4 E- O" Y" L; A* ewhen the moon was covered N ~. m3 c. E; y
and I roamed through websites,
( ^; U( J+ H4 F, ]a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice : j" Y% ^8 K! s" [# e
directed me:6 t! H& K0 y- c( h" F4 l( p
Live in the layers/ V j% d5 u) U% b! m$ Q7 m6 L% n
not on the litter.
; {" l. K. N* j: p7 D% I$ L! EThough I lack the art
1 {: {5 u& L5 Y! z1 K* M3 u: }% qto decipher it,. q) p( Q! `# M
no doubt the next chaper, d- j4 ~4 q. I, E( X4 ]
in my book of transformations/ J5 d A. B4 a8 g
is already written.+ ^* v: N) t6 |
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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原文在此:
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The Layers; e+ g" @& u+ C7 S# `0 m
. o, r- Z5 H& t0 e$ j/ \I have walked through many lives,
0 Y5 l5 G; {" W6 @7 W Jsome of them my own, 7 r) k8 G! R; a( {
and I am not who I was, ; e1 c/ C6 b( ~: }8 \2 m
though some principle of being
! O' F0 i0 f: H+ b9 Eabides, from which I struggle
3 F7 B" [$ B7 w' g* k. }not to stray. # U$ l4 H# F. _$ t; S
When I look behind, ( C# C) {! t9 a+ N5 Y4 U2 f
as I am compelled to look 4 _. S# I, M/ J1 ` k! i1 w
before I can gather strength & K+ x2 E' m( r$ F2 R; Q/ t
to proceed on my journey, , r0 o# F; j9 B. M* J
I see the milestones dwindling 0 d1 m& {: k9 M) e4 `" w- [
toward the horizon
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from the abandoned camp-sites,
& L6 c3 d) ?; d1 N. |$ G9 F/ v7 dover which scavenger angels # B# V6 |7 {: A0 T7 C. W
wheel on heavy wings.
6 O A6 v( b; }; cOh, I have made myself a tribe
+ j5 b) s4 p3 O# b: m/ A5 ^, uout of my true affections,
- D9 i1 w& N! ? l" }7 R& Vand my tribe is scattered! % o- k2 g/ w5 ^
How shall the heart be reconciled
3 L% w7 a2 ~' a/ pto its feast of losses? , `- }; \- D3 O0 x# W
In a rising wind % @2 H; O: m I% z
the manic dust of my friends, ( K- ]3 U5 o4 H1 y, v, d
those who fell along the way, % u" J1 h+ X9 G: o
bitterly stings my face.
: g. D7 I" h, ~+ I( `Yet I turn, I turn,
6 F* o r- S! | _! \: o3 w( O8 y% pexulting somewhat, 9 {. v; \+ r* X0 d3 _
with my will intact to go ( B3 Z2 D* G+ E9 Z3 [
whereever I need to go, # f7 Q) ~# g/ M3 Z
and every stone on the road : s4 z. G/ P& ~7 H
precious to me.
: L5 N. T: V b; R& W: SIn my darkest night, ! h3 J1 y; K7 m3 I
when the moon was covered
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a nimbus-clouded voice
2 ?# |# t1 V0 a3 Y' Y' }( u- i9 wdirected me:
! A% ]- q. @. W/ Q& }: y"Live in the layers, + j6 Z' P; J; f2 ]& t0 g5 s
not on the litter." + @1 A. V( \6 h: s
Though I lack the art % z, q# u( [: g# x* t4 ]" m" Q7 h
to decipher it,
- \# O& J* |( Wno doubt the next chapter
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is already written.
9 x+ I' k" K0 |* g2 @- II am not done with my changes.
/ w4 ^# W! m5 O8 ^—Stanley Kunitz
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