The End Of The World
Quite unexpectedly, as VasserotThe armless ambidextrian was lightingA match between his great and second toe,And Ralph the lion was engaged in bitingThe neck of Madame Sossman while the drumPointed, and Teeny was about to coughIn waltz-time swinging Jocko by the thumb---Quite unexpectedly the top blew off:
And there, there overhead, there, there hung overThose thousands of white faces, those dazed eyes,There in the starless dark the poise, the hover,There with vast wings across the cancelled skies,There in the sudden blackness the black pallOf nothing, nothing, nothing --- nothing at all.
Friday, February 18, 2011
Apocolyptic Poets- Archibald Macleish
A very nice short piece. This is the Sopranos' version of an ending: all goes black and their is no explanation (except here). So I guess we could call this the "Members Only" version of the end of the world.