“One thorn of experience is worth a whole wilderness of warning.” James Russell Lowell “There is pleasure in the pathless woods.” Lord Byron “One touch of nature… Read more “Tea Wisdom”
The Second Coming
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
by William Butler Yeats 1919
I’m curious, how does this poem make you feel?
Is this simply a response to the traumatic WWI, and if so, why is our response to trauma to end it all? To believe that it is all ending?
Voice of the Voiceless: Great Spirits
I am addressing those great spirits who face this violent opposition. Mediocrity is rewarded. This is true and this is real. Be mediocre and it will open many… Read more “Voice of the Voiceless: Great Spirits”
“If you are lonely when you are alone, you are in bad company” Jean-Paul Sartre