A Poetry Class for the End of the World
Milo and the Professor are back with a special episode of Friday Night’s All Right, available on Censored.tv ! With protestors storming the Capitol Building and tempers running high, what better poem to capture the Spiritus Mundi than “ The Second Coming ” by William Butler Yeats? 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
This is great! I have been following your blog for about a year now, and I now 'delurk' to offer my congratulations. I do kendo in Japan. I have always been interested in fencing, but I could never find a teacher in the US.
ReplyDeleteIronically, one of the teachers at the school where I work is a fencing master. I also enjoy your meditations on theology and biblical studies. Both have been sideline interests since college. Well, once again I say, as they say in Japan---Omedetoo gozaimasu!
William in Japan
Thanks! And thanks for "delurking"! I am very happy to hear that you have enjoyed sharing the journey!
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