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Slouching towards poetry, or, Is this copyright on

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 Spritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in the 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?




btw, I didn't write that...some guy named Yeats. One thing about great poetry is that you can continue to see meaning in the current day, even though the poem was based on events in Yeat's time (i.e. Russian revolution).

The name of this poem is 'The Second Coming' from Yeat's 'Michael Robartes and the Dancer',a 1921 book of poems by William Butler Yeats.

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