Saturday, May 04, 2013

Poem of the Day: Yeats's The Second Coming

The 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 about 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?

-- W. B. Yeats

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Hi, I am from Australia.

The "second coming" actually occurred on Nov 3rd of that fateful year of 1939. Such was not an accident. Indeed He appeared here to prevent world war III from happening.
This reference provides an explanation of the radical cultural significance of His appearance here.

These two references provide various details re His work with art and literature

His calling re how something new must emerge via

Other useful sources

On the spiritual blindness of modern man including (and especially) all of those who work in the academy, including "theology" and "divinity" schools.