The Dark Hole

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  L. B. Mek September 25th, 2023 05:05

  (Brilliant! dear Poet
  please forgive my self-indulgent scribbling below
  and thank you! for inspiring them)
  connectivity
  inspired by introspection's guide
  we swim, in cyclic waves
  what's been , will be again..
  what we knew, rediscovered
  repackaged, as progress' new
  yet, midstream - we break
  to look back at the shore
  and W. B. Yeats' poetry
  calls out, knowingly:
  'The fury and the mire of human veins.
  
  Before me floats an image, man or shade,
  Shade more than man, more image than a shade;'
  
  'Nor storm disturbs, flames begotten of flame,
  Where blood-begotten spirits come
  And all complexities of fury leave,
  Dying into a dance,
  An agony of trance,
  An agony of flame that cannot singe a sleeve.'
  
  'When you are old and grey 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,'
  
  first two verses borrowed from
  'Byzantium'
  last verse from 'When you are old'
  

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  Introverted Sage September 26th, 2023 01:16

  So glad I was able to inspire.. I love how you put those together!
  The ability to even notice these cycles and waves exist is such a huge step most miss for far too long it seems. Or may be all in the right time..
  'Nor storm disturbs, flames begotten of flame,'
  Thank you!!