5.02.2012

HE MOURNS FOR THE CHANGE THAT HAS COME UPON HIM AND HIS BELOVED, AND LONGS FOR THE END OF THE WORLD

Do you not hear me calling, white deer with no horns?
I have been changed to a hound with one red ear;
I have been in the Path of Stones and the Wood of Thorns,
For somebody hid hatred and hope and desire and fear
Under my feet that they follow you night and day.
A man with a hazel wand came without a sound; 
He changed me suddenly; I was looking another way; 
And now my calling is but the calling of a hound;
And Time and Birth and Change are hurrying by.
I would that the Boar without bristles had come from the West
And had rooted the sun and moon and stars out of the sky
And lay in the darkness, grunting, and turning to his rest.

6 comments:

  1. personally, I hear you always. I love you.

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  2. Listen to NY's Dead Man & read Yeats poetry.

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    1. I attempted to figure out what you are referring to by searching for "NY's Dead Man", or "Dead Man, NY, band" and some other variations, with no luck. Forgive me if I'm missing the obvious.
      And thank you for visiting.

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  3. I should've been clearer, decoded: Neil Young's soundtrack to the film Dead Man, fits so well with Yeats, hauntingly beautiful see here:
    YouTube Playlist

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  4. Apologies for my slow reply. I use Chrome now, but have to log onto Firefox in order for blogger to recognize me as signed in. Frustrating.

    But that you for the clarification! I haven't seen that film, though I do love Neil Young. He's a good man, that man. I will try to remember to watch it.

    Thank you kindly, black count.

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