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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
# E6 ^0 { t; z9 x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 b; R7 {7 S& Y& W& ?
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. B+ i2 d6 d1 R( h+ e7 G The layers+ W4 H i: N* f9 k0 l2 n
* _( h# P" [( g9 d0 ?: XI have walked through many websites,
: Q, {/ H7 |' Gsome of them I like,0 Q: ?! l) T3 l4 N4 w) N4 A% Z' e
and some of them I do not like./ }! U5 ^6 T- @5 _6 ]) m' W
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
$ [ ^- T9 k+ \* nout of his true affections., s; k4 q0 T& ]$ j# Y$ E
I go, I go
; F. ]4 B8 ~- eexulting somewhat,
" {3 Y- K2 F9 U0 N, V$ P3 Q, P% |with my will intact to go
9 G& K* \! c% K. @; B/ L5 Q& o2 pwherever I need to go,
$ B) J+ V& s0 g: u7 T) ^and every post on the Edmontonchina Community 8 H. L. U6 A% Q- R" k* i' K# Y
Precious to me.! z. K9 T5 T" S2 O4 a
In my darkest night,
( @% s; U4 z' Z: H5 Dwhen the moon was covered5 q h4 y8 X) A+ a
and I roamed through websites,
9 x% ~$ T2 a5 k5 Z9 g/ ya nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice 5 p0 _/ R! }+ D4 B! ~
directed me:0 M; l2 l4 I- h: p. _3 a) b
Live in the layers
5 U: C9 i% E7 O9 ^* ~not on the litter.
0 j. _9 q% C2 d- |* d' }Though I lack the art
" S8 F* X1 L% F$ C* W+ Eto decipher it,+ s3 y! a; Z0 s. N0 t4 t. ^& U
no doubt the next chaper; r2 ]0 N0 T0 n+ ~7 y( R6 y
in my book of transformations% n- \+ \' n1 Q4 j- p& [2 N
is already written.
C1 u7 P8 l6 X: E" z! PI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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原文在此:4 E: P+ |. Y4 L9 [
( \6 F5 y" V9 V% y1 F/ g. I/ Y( YThe Layers
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I have walked through many lives, ! f K7 Z( Q: Q6 D5 R8 @) P3 U
some of them my own,
8 z5 |: [1 v' f/ e' t; g& j. `and I am not who I was,
; c/ `' b9 k Q: G' D% N; Lthough some principle of being : z/ s3 s2 T8 U/ c0 [& f
abides, from which I struggle * f; r4 Y1 t) r! f' v
not to stray.
* K: l* U1 D, e; R: L! _, [6 eWhen I look behind,
* M: s! M0 j+ Q. \# Aas I am compelled to look
2 v5 R c! @: j% @before I can gather strength
3 @% b, U# T- r& p/ A' S y# Q4 ato proceed on my journey, ) u$ J( V! i- V2 B; s
I see the milestones dwindling $ ?3 Q3 V4 X, W) N
toward the horizon
: V- w$ Y0 o4 c' x3 Q. C8 w6 z& Oand the slow fires trailing # K$ Z+ O/ J7 G. j
from the abandoned camp-sites, 3 E2 z' o* P5 ~; G6 G
over which scavenger angels 1 i0 p+ P$ f& l+ u
wheel on heavy wings.
2 q* `: U7 i6 h3 t- _Oh, I have made myself a tribe / ?% K# |; C5 O7 r7 R- n0 }7 q
out of my true affections, , w/ j) a; r h. H/ T
and my tribe is scattered!
}* l9 Q/ Y% b4 v0 z; XHow shall the heart be reconciled
' ], C6 C' K) n5 y1 H% P1 u2 E5 Xto its feast of losses? 9 P3 P# z' X5 C# t6 {
In a rising wind
8 t# w* M0 C" t1 i* b1 b6 D5 W. N: Z) Uthe manic dust of my friends, ( l( X1 X, {* _* q" q/ c G, Q' U
those who fell along the way,
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Yet I turn, I turn,
- J3 w) R* f, f2 \1 |/ Iexulting somewhat, & G# h+ b' d6 K5 ]1 b: s# }" |
with my will intact to go
2 y0 R* V# D3 M; x+ F2 Cwhereever I need to go, L- }- V; E4 U1 o
and every stone on the road " @# k. d5 b- p: O {
precious to me.
6 y7 K" B7 r# U4 n$ H0 }) L3 O# EIn my darkest night, % K4 B) u2 ` T* } U
when the moon was covered # m4 j/ \, p5 b+ h, e- g; w \
and I roamed through wreckage, ; H- b2 t8 N& l4 s% s8 {
a nimbus-clouded voice & A1 h+ X& [4 ^, z( ^
directed me: 2 I/ v5 ^+ `8 ]9 F7 n) I
"Live in the layers, * G" Y# p: A5 k5 v8 n1 @- F
not on the litter."
& m4 M" }" Q" _0 A+ wThough I lack the art 5 q' q. X u" V2 M& N$ l, ~2 t! a% ?
to decipher it, / b9 }! a$ q1 Y0 K
no doubt the next chapter
+ s) @8 E- _( V! lin my book of transformations 8 P* _ F; ^$ Q' P. A5 j2 q/ j
is already written.
- w6 ?* H0 |" vI am not done with my changes.
$ ]) T g' J4 G1 a—Stanley Kunitz1 e1 ~. [, ^9 ~3 M3 D2 q
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