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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
/ r- e! a2 m/ F* d S4 ^, D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 layers4 R) s5 u9 L9 ~
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I have walked through many websites,# X8 K3 u& @3 \& s! Z6 x* ^
some of them I like,/ a5 u& N8 s @" B7 m
and some of them I do not like.
# N$ H0 m2 M$ P ?6 _Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
' B& r- f7 ]$ ^* N3 f* |out of his true affections.
9 [- X, D1 S& j& ?I go, I go
- d/ H4 R* ` `$ P2 k$ Kexulting somewhat,
) p& v |( l; |! M! xwith my will intact to go1 `* s# T/ m7 |
wherever I need to go,
, G& |+ A9 x$ D. v% aand every post on the Edmontonchina Community
# K1 a" ~4 W. aPrecious to me.
4 `0 y9 m( b h& @" C$ FIn my darkest night,
, g. V- e) N: k& s& | X ]" Ywhen the moon was covered/ m8 k; n7 P" f8 x/ V
and I roamed through websites,2 T( d0 d) {. b1 d: a- t9 b, t8 B
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice 0 N( m9 K' G- F8 Z
directed me:
1 y: U0 B& P& C2 e' V* a" LLive in the layers1 ?' [- k3 ?0 b8 `
not on the litter.
8 v# [. ?% T0 g* d- Y: ^Though I lack the art p6 l5 c5 Y1 a+ o6 ^) l
to decipher it,
1 n! E9 V8 c6 ], Rno doubt the next chaper" T. \# q& n& ?0 p8 k
in my book of transformations
' `6 c) z$ I3 I+ Jis already written.
1 K3 m8 G5 U- j2 ~/ w4 LI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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' ^& Z" H* K3 m: C, Y) u/ p原文在此:2 F! {4 U- B; E* y
& W) `- n5 Q6 U9 H; [- t- xThe Layers
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I have walked through many lives, & L0 K- e# ^; ^2 Z' X9 l
some of them my own,
# `& [5 \. o( h! F5 `3 P0 l8 ^ K4 wand I am not who I was, $ R, m `# K4 w) v" U( i
though some principle of being * Y% T5 z8 D# ~
abides, from which I struggle
$ R( F1 \+ Q& D# X3 a( R. \+ fnot to stray.
' g3 l$ V; |6 S+ t7 ?3 Z" |5 @6 t5 iWhen I look behind,
5 z" _7 }8 A# w7 N$ x: |as I am compelled to look
" f/ u0 q; _; H6 M1 ?- K9 V' Gbefore I can gather strength
1 V+ L* u- C% H5 A: i- s9 {" yto proceed on my journey,
/ J5 Q' \ S+ |/ tI see the milestones dwindling 0 j3 S8 Q+ @/ d/ j
toward the horizon - S' J1 T* t; E( L! @: g
and the slow fires trailing
' H9 \) g/ {3 o# N) Vfrom the abandoned camp-sites, 7 E; d2 Q5 u! S% y/ E0 V
over which scavenger angels & U* F% X$ {1 f! W
wheel on heavy wings.
& Y6 H, g- {/ h6 t4 i$ i' d7 gOh, I have made myself a tribe ; ~' k3 d0 w2 T- ]% ]$ m( Q' g! O/ l
out of my true affections, 7 M" y2 Q" e. V! B' o- b
and my tribe is scattered!
7 F$ q& n. J: P5 m3 K+ ^7 }/ yHow shall the heart be reconciled
( D+ J. `0 @+ O: ]5 F5 [5 ^! ^! N1 Cto its feast of losses? 2 i* v X4 u) K! Y! c
In a rising wind # v$ C8 ~( v1 ] r5 L3 f
the manic dust of my friends,
9 i1 Z1 F% V0 [0 h+ w: ^3 ythose who fell along the way, / y) J4 Z7 b0 u
bitterly stings my face.
1 J: s% N4 W$ S( C0 | H1 MYet I turn, I turn,
- ?. n. I* ^1 Jexulting somewhat, : u: r( z+ `7 ~ s# x* x
with my will intact to go ! o( m- ~' x) F' ?& l/ }
whereever I need to go, ; J! @) d; p3 L
and every stone on the road # ]4 D( t6 G, ^$ N+ A8 c$ G; u
precious to me.
( V! r8 c. O3 h2 e" N lIn my darkest night,
, K. X! U- m9 l9 j* R2 Dwhen the moon was covered
1 m* I9 }5 E! K& Z ^and I roamed through wreckage, ; S3 L! i/ L: C u
a nimbus-clouded voice
& r+ g8 G( J# X% v5 e1 p8 q1 jdirected me: & ?/ {' f/ |/ A$ A
"Live in the layers, 1 W, N, M( C7 s% P9 t c0 f
not on the litter."
3 l2 L- {+ K* S4 w: QThough I lack the art
G! C8 e* u8 C& jto decipher it,
, D f! S1 z$ b' Vno doubt the next chapter
* O) O6 f4 N( g+ } V) k9 S8 {in my book of transformations % U( f" c b* n$ Q
is already written. ' i$ ~$ O% m3 t' I9 E' w
I am not done with my changes.4 `' J3 Q5 N3 @% L9 q
—Stanley Kunitz' k- x; Z4 {# w1 ^. S3 a
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