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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。0 V/ R/ J K5 m* y) G4 K& 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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0 ? P. h6 j' f$ ` The layers: x$ {" G6 ^+ F5 K% `5 s9 B B( [
* P' L+ H+ D6 VI have walked through many websites,
* N0 Y$ v5 |% Y: |) Csome of them I like,
9 _5 Q+ u0 n# f: v8 B- L6 Sand some of them I do not like.0 Z9 Q) @. @1 N, ^ \ @
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe( o* e7 G# @3 x0 G* s
out of his true affections.5 i! p2 P/ D0 q; @0 `) @' u
I go, I go: x- s* k% w/ e* ~; B+ B; D
exulting somewhat,
4 E4 V2 ~5 y# h( [& V* Wwith my will intact to go
! u1 t& Z+ [9 t' e2 c) Gwherever I need to go,9 k/ g6 C; y6 S, v7 z
and every post on the Edmontonchina Community ( k. H, M7 u1 `2 G8 b k' Y
Precious to me.
+ A2 }, k% e' S- z& V2 v8 RIn my darkest night, [0 X/ Z" [4 p0 O9 }
when the moon was covered- j% y) q' j( e3 Q# Y% r M
and I roamed through websites,
# u0 `' T; @5 L O: Na nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
0 E9 f# P8 P* r1 q" Pdirected me:; |- L1 |5 t& y4 e! ~/ z
Live in the layers! I) \: n1 V% S( N5 v/ b0 G
not on the litter.* v* u: V5 V& L) q% A# w" Y) \9 A
Though I lack the art * f4 n. u. B0 @( t( S" C% k, g
to decipher it,
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in my book of transformations
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6 v* q/ l3 h& u# S( ZI love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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- T; p. w3 X9 g7 T% x3 X/ y6 J原文在此:
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! B& G' _# J k1 C- oThe Layers
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) E2 l3 K1 V; _2 j7 \I have walked through many lives,
6 C1 l2 u a( P- t9 Ksome of them my own,
3 H# h3 b; |, @5 w2 iand I am not who I was,
6 _% u; [) @; y4 g) Tthough some principle of being
6 V2 A! Z( _8 M b2 x4 aabides, from which I struggle 7 N! y+ f' x$ @$ Z% I( r
not to stray. % X% N8 [: h, M
When I look behind, 1 K! c5 }+ G7 _0 @7 [5 B
as I am compelled to look , E+ N: P5 s* \# L) Z# m
before I can gather strength # {. V B! B0 i, k- _; C6 Z1 D
to proceed on my journey, 5 c; x/ I: R2 O- v/ P
I see the milestones dwindling 6 F$ n* a' ?. b9 G8 ~- c+ ~- [
toward the horizon 3 Q! m, b* g* @, t/ M4 l
and the slow fires trailing
: q% W: J: q' {5 z, e" M: m" vfrom the abandoned camp-sites,
8 P2 N+ ?. o- Y0 [4 _& u. N, _/ Nover which scavenger angels
$ c) c- x. p+ Y1 e8 Cwheel on heavy wings. & h* v5 A3 N! Z. n+ t
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
; V) Y3 ^; J8 T5 W9 v# qout of my true affections,
2 @4 I1 k6 R1 E N. ^0 Wand my tribe is scattered!
$ Y$ y7 N$ e2 G! M& x( BHow shall the heart be reconciled
$ e" e# O( y# L' `to its feast of losses? 5 m/ c- r# {6 N: I3 i& J
In a rising wind * O& W# E8 Y3 W/ O' [, J5 c* ?
the manic dust of my friends, - Q- r4 l8 ]4 O3 N5 }) A
those who fell along the way, # d! v" O }/ t v. ~
bitterly stings my face.
: i5 N1 k) D) t' r& K% C" p9 UYet I turn, I turn,
" E9 S. E* {3 ?: `exulting somewhat, 1 w6 z* H( P7 f1 E
with my will intact to go
/ e$ G; g; Q+ ^' z& q: `8 v" Y5 Nwhereever I need to go,
% j3 K' ]& C D4 s% Z& b: F0 G- Iand every stone on the road
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In my darkest night,
; f9 g+ W8 v; L; c g# e: Fwhen the moon was covered
; G2 \7 h1 u# V$ s' I; J$ U7 }and I roamed through wreckage, ) D$ p O {4 Z4 R9 \
a nimbus-clouded voice , q$ P! p, s0 A$ k) ^/ s
directed me: & ]. O4 T# ?, G) Q( s" f v
"Live in the layers, - d* x. K/ |$ b8 D
not on the litter."
7 J W- w! M( W+ w zThough I lack the art 1 t& I7 S4 x2 k) E
to decipher it, + A" {, W$ g: ?' x5 v0 @& e5 n v$ V4 M* s
no doubt the next chapter
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I am not done with my changes." h9 ?* k4 u5 [# J+ E. e2 [
—Stanley Kunitz
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