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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
5 u1 T% u6 N4 e5 Y3 e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 layers
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2 }+ V" [! w* F( }2 nI have walked through many websites,$ R j, x8 o. k7 j: X( a
some of them I like,8 [0 _9 C4 T4 s/ o( H" c
and some of them I do not like.( @: R- }- \) Y. ~1 }* m
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe! y! F9 ]% y# J4 Z+ R/ S
out of his true affections.# ?+ H9 m# f7 L
I go, I go4 O+ s+ ?3 Q5 p. r
exulting somewhat,
! s) _: d0 f5 A% l! N. M' owith my will intact to go
' P$ K+ s& L) Ewherever I need to go,
/ @6 @- o' r" P0 W+ S oand every post on the Edmontonchina Community , ?% o8 ~( X3 C" ~2 u+ [) a
Precious to me.
4 [- M, V& L. e1 f1 ~In my darkest night,
! K$ G' q3 |0 j3 U! v( s3 xwhen the moon was covered! K8 I0 x8 X) x/ l5 @1 _+ b
and I roamed through websites,; j( `* g# g8 l2 P7 \2 P8 {
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice . m# Z; R/ |& |3 M9 O% w1 j, Y
directed me:) N# v( c, P# r: G/ h
Live in the layers
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Though I lack the art
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" t4 O5 j' K, L( X$ T6 f( @( hno doubt the next chaper
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I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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% I) H7 `4 r# }5 \7 O6 p# CThe Layers
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9 h4 C/ J; I0 [) t+ x& p' I2 KI have walked through many lives,
* R* a) ?/ F3 R) `* u; lsome of them my own, 6 p/ S, D. u( S
and I am not who I was,
1 U# y e" m$ f# M$ O5 Q C6 ^though some principle of being , }- f& r4 q. a# |% |
abides, from which I struggle ; I( K& y. X5 k6 I, Y r& ^
not to stray.
. W* h4 k0 M+ {; I" y+ _/ AWhen I look behind,
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before I can gather strength
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- }7 } h- k. ^& L7 n; d) `1 S( aI see the milestones dwindling + ]9 N/ y1 S$ P/ W) O2 t- a' S
toward the horizon / F1 X/ N. ]8 I8 k
and the slow fires trailing ; n. E) q2 Y t8 G, Q
from the abandoned camp-sites,
* g% R% {7 y ^* N2 O% Cover which scavenger angels 5 Q- F- C1 {# D% M! o7 U
wheel on heavy wings.
* I7 l S' K1 j M$ g0 JOh, I have made myself a tribe " W' o) G* p& u, J) D0 g9 H: q, ^
out of my true affections,
+ J: o9 Q7 T" u: sand my tribe is scattered! ( w# w- Q/ p- B8 F1 q/ M8 R
How shall the heart be reconciled . T2 @& M4 j! e c* ~7 ~
to its feast of losses?
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the manic dust of my friends, 9 i" H' E" t/ ~ J! d
those who fell along the way, ( }5 Y% i3 r3 W
bitterly stings my face.
2 \# U* ]9 r5 wYet I turn, I turn,
* Q$ S% \$ e# v0 I. F& F% H* m1 Wexulting somewhat,
: Y* w" q& r; I6 g- h/ h+ |6 n+ Wwith my will intact to go
2 O/ P" r7 }" t" @whereever I need to go,
: {5 T1 i; f# A. @1 c# W) v9 \and every stone on the road
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In my darkest night, . c" @, R4 u9 M' U
when the moon was covered
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a nimbus-clouded voice
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1 D R8 j& L+ Y# X"Live in the layers,
* M1 y/ ^4 \: E3 E$ i2 Q( {not on the litter." " E/ J4 i, @) t& M4 r
Though I lack the art
* P4 r1 z: o7 X) ~" }to decipher it,
' S: Z% |9 O) j" y2 I/ fno doubt the next chapter $ P& u) j" t9 a
in my book of transformations 4 @( n: _7 M( ]+ @
is already written. D+ |! i4 \' x" x7 h1 G
I am not done with my changes.
7 L+ T4 X4 [( l—Stanley Kunitz" j% P! t: y; C$ C: p
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