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Laughing her alluring laugh - Skin at allpoetry
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Keeping the world at bay. - Cooking lesson at allpoetry
*mudras are hand-movements in the traditional,classical Indian dances. My friend's mother who is an amazing and versatile cook and talented
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on Love After Love by Derek Walcott, on July 10
Simple, yet so inspiring
I think this is such an amazing poem. I celebrated my 54th birthday yesterday and felt like just being with my self, such a far cry from the desperate yearning of my younger days when I would look to others for approval and love. What is so calming is not having to deal with that incessant need. The last two lines so sparse and yet so eloquent. ' Sit. Feast on your life' -
on The Second Coming by William Butler Yeats, on June 15
The meaning of the poem
It is the poet's wish that the Second Coming is at hand. Because of the turmoil and the conflicts in Ireland he is deeply affected. His take on the politics of the day is one of chaos and anarchy. That is why he thinks that just like Christ promised may be, just may be God would come again to grace humanity. This idea that God would come down to earth is one of the most crucial ideas in Hinduism and Yeats was influenced greatly by the mystic east. In the Bhagawad Gita, Lord Krishna tells Arjuna the warrior-prince about how God will take on incarnations to protect the Good and destroy the evil. But the last part of the poem is intriguing - Yeats appears to have lost faith in mankind so far as to deny that the Second Coming is that of a Christ-like God full of sweetness and light. That a God who is more powerful and more malevolent than benign is ready to be born. Somehow man's nature has borrowed more of the beast and how prescient his vision is. Can you imagine all horrors of the holocast, the Rwanda tragedy, the scourge of aids.The words are so prophetic and irony is that the beast is 'slouches towards Bethlehem'
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on The Second Coming by William Butler Yeats, on June 15
yeats best poem ever
I remember reading it nearly 30 years ago when I was in college doing my graduate paper on Yeats. It still resonates with the same appeal and somehow seems more relevant today than ever before.When you think of the war in Iraq, the ongoing conflict in Palestine, the battles in Afghanistan and everywhere the anxiety emanating from scenes flickering on the TV sets in living rooms. This is where poetry has the ability to envision human triumph and failure, pinnacles of achievement and the depths of depravity all at once.
Vibrant poem
I love the way he paints the picture of the crow with words and the colors are imprinted on your brain. And the description is so apt," old ungodly rogue" A great poem.