Meeting point
Louis Macneice (1907-1963)
Time was away and somewhere else,
There were two glasses and two chairs
And two people with the one pulse
(Somebody stopped the moving stairs)
Time was away and somewhere else.
And they were neither up nor down;
The stream's music did not stop
Flowing through heather, limpid brown,
Although they sat in a coffee shop
And they were neither up nor down.
The bell was silent in the air
Holding its inverted poise -
Between the clang and clang a flower,
A brazen calyx of no noise:
The bell was silent in the air.
The camels crossed the miles of sand
That stretched around the cups and plates;
The desert was their own, they planned
To portion out the stars and dates:
The camels crossed the miles of sand.
Time was away and somewhere else.
The waiter did not come, the clock
Forgot them and the radio waltz
Came out like water from a rock:
Time was away and somewhere else.
Her fingers flicked away the ash
That bloomed again in tropic trees:
Not caring if the markets crash
When they had forests such as these,
Her fingers flicked away the ash.
God or whatever means the Good
Be praised that time can stop like this,
That what the heart has understood
Can verify in the body's peace
God or whatever means the Good.
Time was away and she was here
And life no longer what it was,
The bell was silent in the air
And all the room one glow because
Time was away and she was here.
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i know i've blogged these a million times,
such romance in the words.
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When you are old and gray
William Butler Yeats
WHEN you are old and gray and full of sleep
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true;
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face.
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead,
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
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Thursday, March 15, 2007
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4 comments:
every time i read that,
(ie. everytime you post it),
i find new meaning to the poem,
and it touches me more.
=)
-Q
do you remember yaq? how we had a test on v day and it was this poem? our first unseen? and how shauna managed to see sexual imagery in it?
i just think it's so romantic really. just so darn romantic.
haha!
i remember, i remember!
it was the relief teacher we got.
didn't understand it then, though.
=)
hope you're doing well, dearie!
have not seen you in donkey years.
-Q
i dont remember her name, but it was along the lines of lolita lollipop lulu or something, remembering the L alliterations.
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