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POETRY & PROSE
AT THE PUB Sunday 29th November, 2pm Graphic by Anton Poon - thanks Anton!PREPARE YOUR PERFORMANCE FOR POETRY AND PROSE Slouching Towards Bethlehem
For our last readings for the year we are using the poem by William Butler Yeats The Second Coming.
Bethlehem of course, makes possible Calvary and Armageddon.
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939)
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: a waste of desert sand; 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 Wind 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?
For more information on Poetry and Prose at the Pub call Lorese Vera on 0421 599 112To check the theme for the month contact us below:This e-mail address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it Lorese, or check the ACT Writers & Editors Network
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