The Second Coming--WB 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; 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 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
Toonage:
Husker Du - Everything Falls Apart
The Alarm - The Stand
Goo Goo Dolls - Don't Fear The Reaper
Misfits - All Hell Breaks Loose
X Ray Spex - The Day The World Turned Day Glo
Toonage:
Husker Du - Everything Falls Apart
The Alarm - The Stand
Goo Goo Dolls - Don't Fear The Reaper
Misfits - All Hell Breaks Loose
X Ray Spex - The Day The World Turned Day Glo
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4 comments:
The Alarm - The Stand is one of my all time fave tunes...pure class. Husker Du as well, your blog just gets better squire!
Ps. Ive finally got round to updating my mp3 blog - Moving away from the Pulsebeat. Check it out at
http://the-pulsebeat.blogspot.com/.
Cheers
Jase
Thanks for the poem and songs. Ya know, Joni Mitchell put the entire Yeats poem to music.
Ah Yeats! Once, while trying to explain to a bunch of lunkheaded freshmen why they needed to love this guy, I summed up his appeal this way - "there's nothing worse than a cheerful Irishman"
Someone told my boss I was a racist.
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