“The busy chatter of the heat Shrilled like a parakeet; And shuddering at the noonday light The dust lay dead and white As powder on a mummy's face, Or fawned with simian grace Round booths with many a hard bright toy And wooden brittle joy: The cap and bells of Time the Clown That, jangling, whistled down Young cherubs hidden in the guise Of every bird that flies; And star-bright masks for youth to wear, Lest any dream that fare Bright pilgrim past our ken, should see Hints of Reality.” ShouldHardDreamRealityLightPastFacesYoungJoyStarsWhiteGraceYouthBirdLaysRoundsBusyDustHeatMaskBellsToysClownHintsCapsPilgrimPowderGuiseChatterMummyShudderingCherubsParakeets Book:The canticle of the rose: poems: 1917-1949 Source: The canticle of the rose: poems: 1917-1949
“The woe of mortality makes humans God-like. It is because we know that we must die that we are so busy making life. It is because we are aware of mortality that we preserve the past and create the future. Mortality is ours without asking--but immortality is something we must build ourselves. Immortality is not a mere absence of death; it is defiance and denial of death. It is 'meaningful' only because there is death, that implacable reality which is to be defied.” KnowsHumansRealityPastDiesAskingMereBusyAbsenceMeaningfulDenialPreservesImmortalityMortalityWoeDefianceDenial Of Death Author:Zygmunt Bauman
“It is a grave error for historians of literature to interpret the national spirit of the age in an oversimplified manner, ignoring the complexity of various cultural and life processes. Instead of using their imagination, they try to read the future by observing the hands of a clock which is still busy measuring the past.” TryingStillsHandsAgePastSpiritLiteratureProcessImaginationErrorsBusyVariousGravesClockComplexityHistorianObservingMeasuring Author:Mieczyslaw Jastrun