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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
. G3 ]! k. n- d: h0 F1 R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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I have walked through many websites,
1 Z$ C, z4 @3 X; s+ C% Asome of them I like,
% I* u( m( I( c# C9 K* x8 U0 Mand some of them I do not like.1 ^3 s4 K. Y P( H0 o
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
' n+ Z$ x0 t1 Q, v/ j0 Cout of his true affections.
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exulting somewhat,
6 F0 V5 q! b! d* ~* dwith my will intact to go) ]. M' N- J" |5 h
wherever I need to go,, o" Y& |% r& [! W4 G% e
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community , t; Z* B& E! e; i+ C2 Z+ V
Precious to me.
% d( b4 q% G- J! xIn my darkest night, ' y; |- L- u9 M- Q( L: b. H
when the moon was covered T" t$ q* g x
and I roamed through websites,
5 `' W. a# K' e0 e; z% w/ Ja nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice 7 c4 z/ h: f; a1 B z& B6 }7 M/ J0 E
directed me:
8 A( x" |8 O, n5 l( y, u% lLive in the layers# C. o; a4 S; u3 b8 Q$ x' L
not on the litter.
5 ^* R+ O: U: h5 A- e r Q4 g# |Though I lack the art
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' ]& ~- q6 n0 s3 Tno doubt the next chaper4 I" u, E( U: y" I# K3 @: X! b
in my book of transformations- X. T1 s* o: r" y
is already written.
7 z1 |4 s) L; qI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.( j. Z! d$ y% Q: i$ r3 ?
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原文在此:$ F. Z# z" ^. s: c3 n, u1 L8 l
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The Layers: Z4 J3 F8 P' g) {; x1 C
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I have walked through many lives, 5 G3 p; \* `3 C( y5 F: s5 m3 |
some of them my own, $ A4 C% y5 F G3 k
and I am not who I was,
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not to stray.
9 N; W, i) t( g% K2 FWhen I look behind,
: k; y7 z7 \$ I) uas I am compelled to look
4 Q# E9 A! G6 ~( ?before I can gather strength ( B& \( K. U F7 T* {
to proceed on my journey, 7 W, d4 Q& a7 Y$ d8 s6 @
I see the milestones dwindling ; U, K% y8 D& V1 a) v
toward the horizon ( b- {* x- d1 X K/ v
and the slow fires trailing 4 G& T! u/ r& q4 @+ c& j
from the abandoned camp-sites, 8 G z/ _8 K; f6 @, d9 v1 _' N
over which scavenger angels
& D+ B0 k0 s7 ~" K& ^" T9 iwheel on heavy wings.
, W& c7 A: k' z) EOh, I have made myself a tribe U: w: m( V! A5 g+ K
out of my true affections, 8 S+ N9 U% y( h5 @' a' ^
and my tribe is scattered!
7 y4 E# B% m6 C/ F9 i1 ] DHow shall the heart be reconciled
8 f. f2 r3 P, F# fto its feast of losses? : z7 K3 L, L7 B2 N8 C+ R
In a rising wind
( C3 b* J' @- j( t+ Y/ f" N1 g" v6 Pthe manic dust of my friends,
* ~ ]* W6 R" y+ Q4 x7 Y5 ]; {those who fell along the way, 3 J; \: Q/ M+ b5 U
bitterly stings my face.
! @ ~: [2 I* O! q( |4 L% z+ BYet I turn, I turn,
, c* q; f- E1 |8 ]exulting somewhat,
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precious to me.
$ I8 B8 q6 `0 s" c) X9 IIn my darkest night,
& r0 E- m4 o. l4 U) ?0 I8 Pwhen the moon was covered 7 N2 g, H6 i* m1 H y( _& N5 _
and I roamed through wreckage,
, h* h3 m6 ?; x& ?5 A8 Q) Ua nimbus-clouded voice
9 W7 f2 ?" p6 H2 m2 k8 g( c- I; ldirected me: ' Y* L! G. E) D8 a! f/ W4 S, j
"Live in the layers,
2 g+ a* s3 t) f: Inot on the litter." , y! I5 ~& }2 O: J8 I5 z
Though I lack the art / @: |3 D2 c- Z2 B6 a; ^
to decipher it,
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9 m/ q7 E0 J2 s5 E" Din my book of transformations
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I am not done with my changes.
8 G8 ^5 ^# E- j* f7 b& W—Stanley Kunitz: T3 n W3 v: V
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