jchrisobrien: (evil monkey)
jchrisobrien ([personal profile] jchrisobrien) wrote2003-12-14 01:21 am

What relationships are like now? Say it isn't so!

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 convictions, 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?

[identity profile] purplepolkadot.livejournal.com 2003-12-13 10:24 pm (UTC)(link)
i read your music as something poopy instead of poppy and was very confused for about 6 minutes...


no more working 'til 1 for me.

[identity profile] captain-grim.livejournal.com 2003-12-13 10:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeats friggin' rules!

[identity profile] aidenraine.livejournal.com 2003-12-14 08:40 am (UTC)(link)
I haven't read that poem in a while. I believe it's in the preface to the book Things Fall Apart.