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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
7 F* k+ x. Z7 m: D: F: Y# ~: 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 Kunitz
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- B0 t, H- G8 T2 C The layers
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- @( k U1 j p7 w% N8 A0 ~I have walked through many websites,
( U" }/ `$ ^ q+ Vsome of them I like,
/ i* J4 w3 Z; _! l/ I( mand some of them I do not like.
! i/ |( F1 j% ~Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
6 B5 x4 O* l7 o+ N$ @ iout of his true affections.
, w) \* V8 ?( C8 ~ p* FI go, I go' e; K, m0 O8 A' G- V+ z
exulting somewhat,
+ m/ t3 g$ T/ _# n3 H8 d) O3 wwith my will intact to go
5 w, |+ B5 R, I0 f+ ^3 owherever I need to go,
9 ~1 Z5 c" S8 N% hand every post on the Edmontonchina Community
2 o, L1 t y% Z2 t/ oPrecious to me.
7 ~/ ]" i" a, D* @In my darkest night, ( ~& N& u1 r w* j
when the moon was covered) U( N! j( r4 ^, R4 k
and I roamed through websites,3 P% Y% O6 Z& D- M+ | u# J
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
! ]1 o) e- s; }directed me:
2 N! @5 _: d2 A6 nLive in the layers
! d( c2 l4 r* P% qnot on the litter.7 Z5 t+ K& P& ?8 N0 q/ j
Though I lack the art
" X. p- @( N0 T5 t! k* Ato decipher it,
7 f$ z* o/ s1 S+ vno doubt the next chaper: L% m! A+ K& Y: k/ w* j* z* l( M
in my book of transformations T' r; p5 |" [( K' X7 i8 l2 B8 v
is already written.
" {7 s( ~$ E: F2 f0 I3 k. O uI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.! m4 ^; o6 t* T8 H. h/ g# G
# u; |! C6 W' A$ g4 F- _原文在此:1 [# |, K" Z% v1 a: Q5 M
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The Layers
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! Y! g2 F0 Q+ s* ]! j2 DI have walked through many lives, % ~8 Q' O" V/ c" n& i: F) b& w
some of them my own, " P, u6 c; _% \! Y% c$ d7 k& x7 F
and I am not who I was,
9 {4 j i; Y. @. Sthough some principle of being
! {* t6 X) e/ p0 e9 n* b- Zabides, from which I struggle
. V4 ?0 A7 G) ]/ Onot to stray.
% `' A# w8 P& ?& E! KWhen I look behind, / l$ g3 O* {; D. n M
as I am compelled to look ' ?5 T5 S I: [
before I can gather strength
7 r1 j! z7 y6 Sto proceed on my journey, # ~" i. F" `, o1 O+ ~6 j- u* D
I see the milestones dwindling : k% ~& z! Z/ t: X
toward the horizon
0 ^4 J' _( ?$ Q7 Sand the slow fires trailing
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over which scavenger angels
5 _* Q% N7 V1 q. ?+ ?! Z0 rwheel on heavy wings.
C+ H/ F/ E* i y' V" {9 mOh, I have made myself a tribe
& B$ D0 w. P+ p. p* cout of my true affections,
, Y" A8 X* ?1 ~and my tribe is scattered!
& p" u7 T$ _* B9 M: V" ~How shall the heart be reconciled
_9 Z0 Z# F# j N5 s- lto its feast of losses?
/ U% M" g5 I. ] p' [In a rising wind
+ b/ n' }* S5 Sthe manic dust of my friends, ; ^) V3 m3 G3 d8 r: E- D; k
those who fell along the way,
. x/ F; o9 m0 ?: @4 M, @bitterly stings my face.
r0 P; k# \7 h$ Z0 E3 q' DYet I turn, I turn, # M; T& I$ o% n3 D
exulting somewhat, 5 a- s' i1 ?" x) i7 X7 [+ f
with my will intact to go
( R- n* k& [8 ^3 b4 Kwhereever I need to go, % ^. E( F5 f S: c8 E% \' Y
and every stone on the road * S/ x0 q* o0 [% C5 g( U
precious to me. 2 O# C* a% c) R0 B9 i& m
In my darkest night, , @8 x" J& M" u2 F6 t: }4 N* u* P
when the moon was covered ' W( b1 T' j. b! t2 y, O- q! \/ R
and I roamed through wreckage, 8 y. q) ]; b; t% O4 c
a nimbus-clouded voice
L/ X8 ^) o5 Z; c& Cdirected me: - K: k6 t% Y R( [. C: R. B8 u* K
"Live in the layers,
5 T: V( g& S6 C% E/ Enot on the litter." # \9 \6 f0 N/ Q
Though I lack the art : ~) e: K+ u9 y2 {% z, `' V
to decipher it,
, p; `, {$ @; d: S" o( s. g9 w4 vno doubt the next chapter
5 p! D" k: B( Q0 J; z5 ?3 E! U9 }in my book of transformations
% }7 G8 _- F# S. Q8 W; f) r: ]7 N+ qis already written. / z, j+ t8 Z0 h. j
I am not done with my changes.# N: Z e7 w) \" |2 d4 O! E
—Stanley Kunitz! S" Y$ _3 z# T* X+ W; `
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