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【五周年征文】诗歌一首,根据Stanley Kunitz的诗歌 The layer 改编。
# a* L- h, V# r3 Q0 y2 @* z/ {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 layers6 k- Y5 `, m, b. C. I2 t5 P
0 n: {5 p! w) m& G, e2 x8 }I have walked through many websites,* X6 D, _+ S! F# ?: } c1 J
some of them I like, z5 {7 o+ L6 _* y
and some of them I do not like.) E) H0 c! }9 ~: u. O
Oh, Lao Yang have made a tribe
$ W8 B1 D; Y2 Q/ F: mout of his true affections.; o( ]( q/ h5 @% m: y6 V- A
I go, I go
% ]8 ~# r# e0 Uexulting somewhat,
6 x2 ~9 Q, y9 s5 E9 z; Q& ]9 Dwith my will intact to go; E+ m S. m- z* Q& l w
wherever I need to go,
! E0 g# A' y. S" i' pand every post on the Edmontonchina Community - C7 x( h* O/ p* r8 {$ N
Precious to me.
9 H9 W% U+ f$ L ^+ U7 K$ SIn my darkest night,
+ p. k8 W( r* ~when the moon was covered
6 M8 _& n( z4 d# A0 c$ `and I roamed through websites,5 m/ Y0 T( F: {# D, T0 I3 H
a nimbus-clouded Lao Yang’ voice
- P* u, H! v% v% c/ K0 i- t- j5 Idirected me: G- S0 Y3 H8 q' B
Live in the layers$ ^0 Y2 ~% v- Z& W
not on the litter.
: m' S$ a: O- DThough I lack the art 2 S; t# {; Q- l# } |8 h# |3 X4 O
to decipher it,
4 Q" E/ _0 V' l% u2 x% R' A. Pno doubt the next chaper
: H. |$ j8 i4 _! e2 Uin my book of transformations' b7 I9 [: K$ d, Y. G
is already written.1 A) \. F4 g5 ]2 T, c( [ F
I love to live with Edmontonchina Community.
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% D1 z c/ K/ J原文在此:: l2 |5 h- |$ c9 y. s
! O" l, O+ T% a8 ~( Q2 V, b0 [The Layers
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[& B% v, O- s% h$ T( v8 b" VI have walked through many lives, 2 K$ Q8 R9 Y5 f6 `, v
some of them my own,
; C- W" ]$ M: C! f4 f% C+ X @and I am not who I was,
' |/ ^6 ~% F8 F/ cthough some principle of being 3 B1 M9 e1 y1 F% ^
abides, from which I struggle
3 g" p6 K/ G2 ]4 m, U; \3 k) Tnot to stray. 6 x5 d) o. h, o' c1 n8 }% p( M
When I look behind, 7 [6 N- V+ l7 [" {
as I am compelled to look + m+ |5 a% ?: ^. i/ @) S1 o
before I can gather strength
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I see the milestones dwindling
% a3 l5 g! B( z9 }7 c0 Q& wtoward the horizon
1 e% X7 ]* l3 H; E3 ^! vand the slow fires trailing # y9 f$ o# V' D: T; F- u2 q
from the abandoned camp-sites,
+ c; l2 P9 G. kover which scavenger angels l$ ^4 p$ c8 f
wheel on heavy wings.
2 W+ P. o% _) c/ C5 n! }6 aOh, I have made myself a tribe 8 A' c$ M& o, e
out of my true affections,
' [( W' _' S, l, d( {* g2 K( Q* G& T7 land my tribe is scattered!
# K& t& } h3 C! U6 pHow shall the heart be reconciled 3 u, Q" P4 ^( I* q- \, _1 S
to its feast of losses?
" R0 E; |9 X( zIn a rising wind
5 t" ?3 b6 s+ Q+ k0 ?5 U& S6 wthe manic dust of my friends,
6 Z1 ~# m3 G+ X u, r4 ~5 N) ~$ J9 pthose who fell along the way, 5 }7 v9 D3 S& l! P* m
bitterly stings my face.
3 d# n+ r* T* i+ bYet I turn, I turn, * W3 r( ]5 a( T1 y# _7 n/ Q
exulting somewhat, + n! d$ {: k& Z! Z( y- c
with my will intact to go
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and every stone on the road 4 D& ^5 N+ V) t4 t! s
precious to me. ; @% O# a% r4 k6 U& ]
In my darkest night,
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and I roamed through wreckage,
{# `5 Z5 h7 |a nimbus-clouded voice
5 a, X6 e! n* j7 Pdirected me: - j6 o8 M5 K2 N5 q: W! L
"Live in the layers,
( R" x d8 a; G" e, |# Ynot on the litter."
~! o- i' C, I- F- XThough I lack the art % a* H7 \. c" G) d! R' ?
to decipher it, " @. X7 I9 X9 q' z8 Q* ^
no doubt the next chapter
% y Y" J1 S+ j8 s b8 B9 _3 T. cin my book of transformations
2 O2 K* P) Q- J' B: _/ Nis already written. $ R, y9 G# G0 P; E
I am not done with my changes.+ n- R! \" A: W! W" B7 u
—Stanley Kunitz6 k% U v, k: w/ B4 @$ e
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