A poem by Alistar Crowley (1875-1947)
When the chill of earth black-breasted is uplifted at the
glance
Of the red sun million-crested, and the forest blossoms
dance
With the light that stirs and lustres of the dawn, and with
the bloom
Of the wind’s cheek as it clusters from the hidden valley’s
gloom :
Then I walk in woodland spaces, musing on the solemn
ways
Of the immemorial places shut behind the starry rays
Of the East and all its splendour, of the West and all its peace;
And the stubborn lights grow tender, and the hard sounds
hush and cease.
In the wheel of heaven revolving, mysteries of death and
birth,
In the wonb of time dissolving, shape anew a heaven and
earth
Ever changing, ever growing, ever dwindling, ever dear,
Ever worth the passion glowing to distil a doubtful tear.
These are with me, these are of me, these approve me,
these obey,
Choose me, move me, fear me, love me, master of the
night and day.
These are real, these illusion : I am of them, false or frail,
True or lasting, all is fusion in the spirit’s shadow-veil,
Till the knowledge -Lotus flowering hides the world
beneath its stem;
Neither I, nor nor God life-showering, find a counterpart in
them.
As a spirit in a vision shows a countenance in fear,
Laughs the looker to derision, only comes to disappear,
Gods and mortals, mind and matter, in the glowing bud
dissever :
Vein from vein they rend and shatter, and are nothingness
for ever.
In the blessed, the enlightened, perfect eyes these visions
pass,
Pass and cease, poor shadows frightened,
leave no stain
upon the glass.
One last stroke, O heart- free master, one last certain
calm of will,
And the maker of Disaster shall be strcken and grow
still.
Burn thou to the core of matter, to the spirit’s utmost
flame,
Consciousness and sense to shatter, ruin sight and form
and name!
Shatter, lake-reflected spectre; lake, rise up in mist to
sun;
Sun, dissolve in showers of nectar, and the Master’s
work is done.
Nectar perfume gently stealing, masterful and sweet and
strong,
Cleanse the world with light of healing in the ancient
House of Wrong !
Free a million mortals on the wheel og being
tossed !
Open wide the mystic portals, and be altogether lost!
At Akyab.
A few random poems:
- The Welshnut Tree by William Barnes
- Юлия Друнина – Чтоб человек от стужи не застыл
- Владимир Бенедиктов – С могучей страстию в мучительной борьбе
- Hard To Please by Shel Silverstein
- The Silent Muse poem – Alfred Austin
- Lord when the wise men came from farr by Sidney Godolphin
- An Edwardian Sunday, Broomhill, Sheffield poem – John Betjeman poems | Poems and Poetry
- Dead Musicians by Siegfried Sassoon
- Testament by Wendell Berry
- Ольга Ермолаева – Будет весь день долбить
- The Day Of Wrath / Dies Iræ poem – Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- Омар Хайям – Не бойтесь дарить согревающих слов
- The First Anniversary Of The Government Under O.C. poem – Andrew Marvell poems
- Life a battlefield by Tanisha Avarsekar
- Николай Карамзин – К бедному поэту
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- Николай Карамзин – Послание к женщинам
- Николай Карамзин – Послание к Александру Алексеевичу Плещееву
- Николай Карамзин – Покой и слава
- Николай Карамзин – Меланхолия
- Николай Карамзин – Любовь и дружба
- Николай Карамзин – Луизе в день ее рождения 13 генваря, при вручении ей подарка
- Николай Карамзин – Куплеты из одной сельской комедии, игранной благородными любителями театра
- Николай Карамзин – Клятва и преступление
- Николай Карамзин – К версальским садам
- Николай Карамзин – К соловью
- Николай Карамзин – К самому себе
- Николай Карамзин – К портрету Ломоносова
- Николай Карамзин – К неверной
- Николай Карамзин – К милости
- Николай Карамзин – К Лиле
- Николай Карамзин – К Эмилии
- Николай Карамзин – К Дмитриеву (Многие барды, лиру настроив)
- Николай Карамзин – К бедному поэту
- Николай Карамзин – К Алине на смерть ее супруга
- Николай Карамзин – Из письма к И. И. Дмитриеву (Но что же скажем мы о времени прошедшем)
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Ecosia – a search engine that supposedly… plants trees
Duckduckgo – the real alternative and a search engine that actually works. Without much censorship or partisan politics.
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