Lazy god?
I do not know much about gods; but I think that the river
Is a strong brown god—sullen, untamed and intractable,
Patient to some degree, at first recognised as a frontier;
T.S. Eliot. The Dry Salvages


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Don't know much about theology
Don't know much biology
Don't know much about a science book
Don't know much about the French I took

But I do know that I love you
And I know that if you love me too
What a wonderful world this would be

October 13, 2005 3:26 pm  
Blogger mrtn said...

Oh, Sam. You shouldn't have.

Say, weren't you born right by the strong brown god? In a little tent? And just like that strong brown, patient god, haven't you been running ever since?

That may be so, but I'm telling you: a change is gonna come.

Or, as T.S. Eliot once said:

I said to my soul, be still, and let the dark come upon you
Which shall be the darkness of God. As, in a theatre, when it's been a long time a-comin', but I know, that
the lights are extinguished, 'cause a change is gonna come, oh yes it will.
With a hollow rumble of wings, with a movement of darkness on darkness,
And we know that the hills and the trees, the distant panorama
And the bold imposing facade are all being rolled away

October 13, 2005 3:33 pm  
Blogger Mikkel said...

Tusind Aars Skille. Saa slog de Bro.
Saa drog de over i Vogne og Sko,
Tiggere, Trækkere, Kræmmere, Friere,
alle de tusinde Somres Forbiere,
stejlende Plage som skejtende Ko,
alt drog nu over den dumrende Bro.

October 17, 2005 1:57 am  

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