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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
+ O' _! P3 L% C: Y) U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- _2 M S1 N2 H" E; a7 L1 j8 K/ D) P* W/ t
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( m x- i8 z/ A# b/ o4 J f The layers
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2 K. q2 I' N$ c5 @6 J5 n5 AI have walked through many websites,
8 b/ I; D8 f9 f, r$ g: P2 Y ?some of them I like,
3 |! f! x" H: s2 Y# K hand some of them I do not like.
; U/ v9 K7 e# f2 @9 z2 l/ r) m( U3 _7 ?Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe, w$ _( B6 C" L5 M- U; \
out of his true affections.
, p* e3 {& L. l7 |$ h" HI go, I go
# G9 [/ I# G6 y7 O0 H+ ?exulting somewhat,
% x+ b5 u' j M( d: B1 rwith my will intact to go
: w1 i K" |! {* Vwherever I need to go,- u6 @; r# Z2 m7 }
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community ( F) j2 I: ?8 r. W! _
Precious to me.
$ v% t! e. l8 u4 NIn my darkest night,
8 f0 l# Y' {1 n6 O8 h8 nwhen the moon was covered
6 }3 Q. C. ` L& u5 band I roamed through websites,
6 I, w+ ?3 I/ ra nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
( M5 j: w/ [ ~1 \3 w% xdirected me:+ |% \4 }: o6 s5 \
Live in the layers
1 I1 K) n7 [3 B* znot on the litter.5 ?" w; D0 H+ ~. A0 x2 Q6 P+ K7 n
Though I lack the art ' I/ g; `' O2 A4 D
to decipher it,
8 [4 w5 I3 B- [, wno doubt the next chaper
. y: l! D9 \3 L% `in my book of transformations) g9 f2 A3 [7 i
is already written.
; y/ e# U f- eI love to live with Edmontonchina Community." r7 s4 X! W; k6 T' }5 c2 q
0 b/ V5 b4 G1 Y, x原文在此:
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The Layers. ]3 k* x% a# s& {
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I have walked through many lives, * _" s& f; q" I9 P5 d/ g
some of them my own,
% T/ A$ w4 b! {) \/ qand I am not who I was,
) G N! ]( Z6 w4 L/ f1 b1 V5 ~9 Nthough some principle of being # c, p5 ~$ ]: p+ k
abides, from which I struggle
6 X7 f: E) D* {6 g+ H3 g* X# snot to stray.
5 e) E3 A! t/ V6 @' m3 pWhen I look behind,
4 V) y6 R1 ~( Q3 ]4 W0 I* Was I am compelled to look
) [! m; w; \' \# Dbefore I can gather strength 8 K, f% C9 s% p) o& Y1 s; N2 g
to proceed on my journey, 1 R3 I1 _3 c) D4 `
I see the milestones dwindling - i8 J5 e/ s z* i# c1 h
toward the horizon
9 C$ Y* y3 r3 I7 \/ C6 Rand the slow fires trailing
/ Y/ O2 U, J9 j# V$ F$ Nfrom the abandoned camp-sites,
6 [( t7 k0 z. s& n8 H* w3 y7 Z. kover which scavenger angels
' `; g1 y+ P0 `4 @6 wwheel on heavy wings. 1 k4 A% M, x7 a6 B5 Q9 O
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
- y) H! r: U4 B7 b/ r& e: ~1 eout of my true affections, ; H! l4 v" r0 {) S1 ?
and my tribe is scattered! - |8 g- M4 H0 x+ e6 D9 j" t
How shall the heart be reconciled ! l) b: N. [- }- q) ?# p2 I
to its feast of losses?
: ~4 B& [% g! \- G/ d5 Q2 o K) uIn a rising wind
% U" B3 `8 U9 C1 [# I1 Xthe manic dust of my friends,
1 F) o% Y! B! Y% e- vthose who fell along the way,
( D" A: a: `. i8 T ?" Rbitterly stings my face. 4 p0 T* [7 _3 [4 ?7 V+ q$ R
Yet I turn, I turn,
7 T) a1 s4 @- ]/ Z0 D# C7 O+ oexulting somewhat,
. n9 z! p% d% v2 owith my will intact to go 4 ]* Z$ P6 ?! k# ]/ e7 Y
whereever I need to go,
/ H4 B0 E8 P% E+ A5 ]and every stone on the road
* f( `; R9 @/ h* K/ Tprecious to me.
/ Y1 I4 }& n/ T8 X$ C- ?6 OIn my darkest night,
" P! s2 y( O* ywhen the moon was covered V7 n, y4 T: x% l
and I roamed through wreckage,
3 P: k/ F& ^7 s, J6 h, e, Ea nimbus-clouded voice
2 {: c* Q5 B6 Y- P2 Q, g. Zdirected me: $ Q) F% h* ]" j; q0 E
"Live in the layers, ! w. n0 z; T( {: Y' l5 Z/ ~
not on the litter."
/ n+ g* [! d/ `( UThough I lack the art
" z" x" V) i/ r! Tto decipher it, : t* [% _& a; c8 e% t, p0 S+ }6 W
no doubt the next chapter
# H1 [ }; i) w& t! B. hin my book of transformations
. |2 C7 U6 Q& N0 A) e. Qis already written.
]$ s, J. c: R3 i: p3 |I am not done with my changes.) |4 c2 I8 K( R/ q+ ]
—Stanley Kunitz# G7 b7 q' `" O% B( w5 S. i1 r
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