From: Ant@yabbs
To: all@yabbs
Subject: Yeats
Date: Fri Apr  8 18:20:58 1994

On reading "The Second Coming"

Swirling red sands shift
across the scalded landscape,
obscuring my vision and
blinding me to the Sphinx, slowly
shifting it's slow thighs and rising 
to its lion's feet, head of man 
looking about in semi concealed 
disbelief

"Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world."

Hordes of warriors
march across the land
obliterating all in sight
the bright blood of the boys
sent to fight another's war.

"The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity."

Bitterness is in my mouth
I see that the world is how it is
and nothing I do will change it.
My dreams are dead and they will never
become a phoenix in the skies 
of my mind.

Yeats was right.


Ant/Natalie  

Yeats is my favorite poet, and "The Second Coming" is my favorite poem.  I 
think it says a lot about the condition of the world today...a lot of my 
dreams won't be able to come true because of previous generations and 
those who are in power right now, and quite frankly, I'm pissed.  *grin* I 
don't know if I will be able to change things or not...I wrote this poem 
on a bad day (I write all my poetry on bad days), so I'm really not that 
pessimistic.  Really.  :)