My favorite "poet" of all time is without a doubt, William Butler Yeats. And my favoritet bit of writing, which I have found myself quoting mentally for the last odd 23 years or so is this; "
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 around 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?There's something so damn powerful and ominous about this work. I don't have a particular point to make about it aside from providing a slice into the minds eye of what inspires me to no end.
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"One must still have chaos in oneself to be able to give birth to a dancing star." ~ Nietzsche
Well after I use Byron, Dante and Shelley.
Yeats first came to my attention for the piece quoted in Equilibrium.
"HAD I the heavens embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams."
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Yeats is good, but I like T.S.Eliot more. ^^
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I tried to snort Coke, but the ice cubes got stuck in my nose.
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"There aint no such thing as a free lunch." - R. A. Heinlein
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Tell me if you know them, I do.
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Ripples in a pond to an unseen shore
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