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William Butler Yeats

Journal Entry: Sat Feb 28, 2009, 3:31 AM


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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WB Yeats is indeed a great. The bit that most sticks in my mind from that piece is the best lack all conviction, while the worst are full of passionate intensity. Kind of like Edmund Burke's "all that is necessary for the triumph of evil is that good men do nothing."

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that is what sticks out most from it in my mind as well

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I must admit that I like Yeats a fair bit. Enough to want to name a dog after him.

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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I remember seeing that poem in English Litterature class last year.
Yeats is good, but I like T.S.Eliot more. ^^

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Thanks for the insight. That rather matches this past week in our corner of the county.

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I love him too. :nod:

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:iconsnihplod:
We read this at school. :D

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Poems like movies stopped with the movies.

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