From: Natalie@yabbs
To: all@yabbs
Subject: Chosen
Date: Wed Jun 22 16:16:51 1994

this isnt mine, it's by mon cher yeats, but i thought it was cool, so i'm 
gonnashare it with y'all...

The lot of love is chosen.  I learnt that much
Struggling for an image on the track
Of the whirling Zodiac.
Scarce did he my body tough,
Scarce sank he from the west
Or found a subterranean rest
On the maternal midnight of my breast
Before I had marked him on his northern way,
And seemed to stand although in bed I lay.

I struggled with the horror of daybreak,
I chose it for my lot!  If questioned on
My utmost pleasure with a man
By some new-married bride, I take
That stillness for a theme
Where his heart my heart did seem
And both adrift on the miraculous stream
Where--wrote a learned astrologer--
The Zodiac changed into a sphere.

(1929)

cool, huh?

natalie