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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! v6 K( Y# |( Z3 [) c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 Kunitz1 Q2 ^1 @7 A+ E$ W
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4 f; @4 j* D. }5 @/ g The layers
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I have walked through many websites,
" m6 T8 w! o1 x7 w) B/ _some of them I like,9 N8 _- B# w7 F* |0 N* ^/ a: C
and some of them I do not like.
; c R& \% ]% z* a' uOh, Lao Yang have made a tribe. T8 o) ^4 o' G. F& X
out of his true affections.5 H; H( s" x' L Y9 J6 L ^
I go, I go5 v1 Q+ P2 r, [4 {# h) |
exulting somewhat,
- o- W6 N3 ?* `8 X% K* O7 V! ^& Cwith my will intact to go
7 X1 U- o8 n% O- a$ B& \wherever I need to go,9 e9 T# }6 W. k# {
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community ! h x" g3 J3 ?* D
Precious to me.& u1 F' ~# ~$ `
In my darkest night, 4 _$ A% r* f4 e( z
when the moon was covered
; n& Q) K- Y5 n8 X: K2 Z; {and I roamed through websites,, b# _2 `% M( d, U2 E
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice + ~7 U# M. m- a6 _9 W5 {& k$ }
directed me:
# j" L# V3 w8 [: A& F8 w9 ALive in the layers1 q6 D- r& C$ ?5 t
not on the litter.
/ j/ ~* o+ t6 H* _9 H cThough I lack the art : m0 V/ \# a# V; y! C2 [- j/ c
to decipher it,
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in my book of transformations
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' m7 \% J, U, }% ~( BI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.4 ~" y- Y F- F a. c1 V) k3 n" K
+ K) n: O: E: n原文在此:
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! n6 y! g4 |6 tThe Layers
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6 z- c' O1 I) B1 H7 y9 U( ~+ _I have walked through many lives,
3 ?$ ? H! V9 b+ ]& s) usome of them my own, * T+ p N9 d- p% p% O8 `
and I am not who I was,
/ A3 l8 [- k! ^- \5 ^; w4 @though some principle of being 4 f! m, \0 j. ~, O: r0 F
abides, from which I struggle
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When I look behind,
* y. O. f' @& t$ l v( G: was I am compelled to look
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to proceed on my journey,
2 i5 Y+ S% ]. E( f XI see the milestones dwindling / U7 M: i/ ~1 N% D
toward the horizon ! D& I$ c x4 W+ _+ a1 t# T+ m
and the slow fires trailing 1 ^) a( n6 W) Z" ~; c6 @0 b' O
from the abandoned camp-sites, 0 j G' _# _0 @' S3 I' D5 M( b1 {9 {! H
over which scavenger angels
4 S) x W. Y) x7 t- `wheel on heavy wings. : y7 U, c4 M& ~# H; N
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
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# J! d* @4 A+ F+ {) rand my tribe is scattered! " `; o: n4 z- ^
How shall the heart be reconciled & ~; j( Y$ O; J
to its feast of losses? 4 a! O+ \8 ]* _2 v- d
In a rising wind 7 R( I; i" B" z/ D; Z
the manic dust of my friends, ' x, p( f8 c! g4 X& d( T
those who fell along the way, 6 Y& I5 `/ Y2 |4 L$ {* L
bitterly stings my face.
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exulting somewhat, , c5 k/ ^% E1 ?2 X; I5 h% [: Z
with my will intact to go : d4 S A5 w& ?) J( H) i/ S0 w
whereever I need to go,
" u" r8 I! k. l# l* @) |+ Y- h, B& u9 Hand every stone on the road
* ~) |2 c7 c* a* t; C; Z w7 m- ]precious to me.
* C9 i3 Y6 ^2 |' m. AIn my darkest night,
" Z8 Y/ F3 g% B2 k4 y# f. Kwhen the moon was covered
$ R, Y7 H0 V7 wand I roamed through wreckage, 0 Q4 W8 K5 d8 _+ f# Q
a nimbus-clouded voice * F5 ?9 t. H" V9 e* g7 P5 u
directed me: * G6 b0 Z; I K( G- v: H- K
"Live in the layers, # Y2 L8 a- S! p1 |" S7 p. C
not on the litter." 9 R" V, {# q/ m N+ q
Though I lack the art " w5 ?" k) e- N) d
to decipher it,
( H$ b8 c6 m9 @! \no doubt the next chapter
# X) V- Y/ g1 k J) J4 v% lin my book of transformations
# D4 Q" Y& ?, s0 \# pis already written.
9 B, a- y" v8 |1 R; W$ sI am not done with my changes.
* V3 J/ G7 G9 G9 F# V9 t—Stanley Kunitz: X# Z/ e$ v" l) C2 [1 w
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