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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。/ @! u* q, E+ T" R9 T0 I
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% y X& g2 j) w+ {3 h
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The layers
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! o+ z: t6 s3 @I have walked through many websites,* N4 B) r6 ~3 n4 F
some of them I like,. V2 G* ?" K s+ m# a0 N4 g; K. }9 d) l
and some of them I do not like.
6 z1 j2 R) t2 y* QOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
3 X/ e( q" O9 }) y* yout of his true affections.' Y' z' e N9 p8 C& J8 b0 z& _9 j) d
I go, I go( \9 U( |- i+ A0 B7 _
exulting somewhat, 8 U# s5 @8 W/ L- ]# \
with my will intact to go
. K' P4 G- N# T& P% swherever I need to go,
4 P% _8 t7 i9 band every post on the Edmontonchina Community 3 E/ q5 q7 N5 M: P
Precious to me.* t0 u2 X4 M. Y' R9 u
In my darkest night,
/ y8 _. i0 Q+ _; _when the moon was covered
* W# S$ O) u( D: o) e8 \* `+ band I roamed through websites,
$ j0 S. F$ c/ Z! L ?3 X3 K5 y3 ?a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice , G9 D3 y: b. E0 p
directed me:: j4 l1 J' A; o7 [6 J6 q5 n/ ~
Live in the layers# Z; m+ n3 d8 I. W7 I# ] } I
not on the litter.
* P, ?. h3 A# l, f4 X5 d, V- yThough I lack the art
' h. o+ p" C2 y; \: fto decipher it,
5 e0 R" ~( [8 w: b- ?no doubt the next chaper
: S6 l+ h9 z" N( V7 bin my book of transformations! @2 e: v, ?7 n- D
is already written.+ w0 ~' E8 z; R8 f: |: w( e
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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' I6 e. N l& h0 Z/ |. l原文在此:
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The Layers7 ~* o2 @: ~7 ]- u
1 |0 I3 P' d/ J P/ ?I have walked through many lives,
2 Y7 K9 R: U8 t$ g7 A, G( _some of them my own, 7 B8 l. N D/ _. W8 r
and I am not who I was,
8 ?( I4 o- g) b( Ythough some principle of being
/ f P6 ~& A+ N* L0 dabides, from which I struggle 8 X* A% ~4 E4 G2 K6 O9 [
not to stray.
8 {+ b- D4 W1 N6 q* j, |* A" ~When I look behind,
! N+ u! t5 m7 ~% `( eas I am compelled to look
7 ^3 r, `5 ^3 d- b* X2 @before I can gather strength
! F7 _; o h5 q( p2 {; y; a6 Oto proceed on my journey,
/ B2 Q1 k8 R- W+ S8 Z$ l. `4 ~- P* SI see the milestones dwindling / U- q$ _: a7 k6 r7 B
toward the horizon 3 _, R' v1 b+ c L x" F/ `' l
and the slow fires trailing 4 K$ a6 E, T$ \! x+ ~9 [ d
from the abandoned camp-sites,
9 ], k6 Y9 ]7 ~' X; D/ U8 `over which scavenger angels
0 o' d, b& V- E& G9 Vwheel on heavy wings. z, g- U" r% I c* M$ T
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
$ E5 ~8 ^& q) i9 a% E. P8 F a4 p# Qout of my true affections, # I, X( k; w Y
and my tribe is scattered!
, S. ~3 I, _, b1 }! y4 BHow shall the heart be reconciled \+ r7 B3 Y% L3 ^, K
to its feast of losses?
9 Y) k1 t6 @. mIn a rising wind
$ X: X& v7 P4 Tthe manic dust of my friends,
) \, D4 H4 e4 uthose who fell along the way, * L2 ]7 U9 f6 S7 B. F1 w
bitterly stings my face.
( V- @$ E1 l2 Q+ P0 vYet I turn, I turn,
; ~1 m( ]) X9 |1 g6 V+ b6 Aexulting somewhat, 3 `$ U+ n1 E0 M& Q5 B
with my will intact to go 8 W9 ?# M+ P# M$ b9 |0 a( v3 C
whereever I need to go, ! i# e5 M) y) M9 v- i( O ~$ a
and every stone on the road # h b& A1 J5 D; n9 n3 Y' {0 Z" m5 E
precious to me. " W2 W3 j: F" ~- {
In my darkest night, ( f1 k; C5 k3 H1 l7 `3 ]
when the moon was covered
! g9 D' n" Y, k- a7 dand I roamed through wreckage, D. Y4 ~* c0 p8 n. i: `, |! C
a nimbus-clouded voice
' A- B# m I) P6 |# ~directed me:
1 ?- x1 a$ ~0 {) d- |: G"Live in the layers, 4 v* V O+ \9 Z
not on the litter."
J" k0 @/ l' N# u( }& eThough I lack the art # G' R0 O5 K- E
to decipher it, + s( |, J( @ A0 T
no doubt the next chapter
% q- k+ }" E* R+ H8 B, e% f) J1 N3 Ain my book of transformations
2 w! l3 w4 ]0 z1 t6 T0 U- `, dis already written.
# s3 z7 j/ j' p4 c O8 h! [- l/ fI am not done with my changes.' |5 K( Z- f$ A. Z8 T2 o" [
—Stanley Kunitz$ |! ] P8 E( b( ~
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