duminică, 4 decembrie 2011

The second coming

The Second Coming
William Butler Yeats

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: a waste of desert sand;
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
Wind 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?

8 comentarii:

essyn spunea...

hai ca intram in twilight zone; poezia asta am citit-o prima data in missoula, la un curs unde mergeam impreuna cu peta si emilian (kavalski, bulgaru' nostru prieten); hai, pleaca de-aici ca e ceva necurat la mijloc

Turambar spunea...

lol. nimic necurat, draga mea. Doar caile intimplarii cea plina de semnificatie ;)

Nechayev spunea...

niciodata nu s-a potrivit mai bine poezia asta [sau poate doar in 1919, cand a fost scrisa].

o preiau si eu maine.

Turambar spunea...

:) disperarea naste creativitate :)

Ontelus Dan Gabriel spunea...

@ Turambar
,,disperarea naste creativitate"
Nici nu stiti ce mare vorba ati spus!

Turambar spunea...

:) Stiu, stiu. Stiu, pentru ca sint chiar si mai genial decit Ciutacu :)

Ontelus Dan Gabriel spunea...

Desi sunteti amandoi bloggeri, aveti totusi profesii diferite. Iar profesiile, chiar in cazul unor Weltanschauung-uri asemanatoare implica, totusi, stiluri si tehnici diferite.

Nechayev spunea...

> disperarea naste creativitate

si receptivitate pt aceasta din urma. u know, col kurtz citind ts eliot ;)