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  • Attempting to catch up with my viewings I came across this. It is quite wonderful! Those last lines are somehow engraved in my memory and without thinking, I often quote those last lines, they are the way I view it all. Thank you, Charles.

  • @PoetLina Yes Halina Yeats is wonderfully memorable and seems to give expression to the whole of life, not just bits. Thank you for listening, and I hope you are well my lovely :) Crumbs I see you have posted some great Larkin, I must go listen!

  • I love this poem - thank you for posting.

  • "Plato thought nature but a spume that plays, upon a ghostly paradigm of things." This is my favourite line of poetry. To encapsulate so articulately, so boldly on Platonic thought is remarkable. I try to read this poem, but I am 26. How can I read this poem with any conviction? Impossible. A sixty-year-old public man is obviously not me! Thank you for the reading. You have a beautiful voice.

  • @neil660 Thank you, I appreciate your kind comments.

  • Thank you. Lovely.

  • Wonderful.

  • Great Reading. I love this poem!

  • like all men or at least most , we get better looking as we get older

    well done charles

  • :) excellent

  • GOOD GRIEF! I feel like I did upon first discovering T. S. Eliot as a kid. I don't quite know what he's talking about, but he's doing it in a way that sure sounds good!

    Nice voice you have, as always, for really intense varieties of poetry. I wonder if it would work with Wordsworth? I also would love to hear you do a bit of Gerard Manly Hopkins.

  • Hi there & thanks - yes I've done quite a bit of Hopkins - see my back numbers! I've done some Wordsworth on my Poetry Visualised pages. Regards, Chas

  • "The broken wall, the burning roof and tower. And Agamemnon dead." Prudent is the maid who wanders in the winter wood, more so than one who may find fate weaving unkind destinies among the waters edge... regardless by which god the bird be sent. Virgo potens, dancer untamed whose heart beats within the sacred flame never to be wooed by an unsightly labour of white feathers though, perhaps in time, consumed by the phoenix's reign. Or dragon's? Ever a danger. You are have made my day!

  • Thank you dear Lady :) After I recorded this I listened to the reading of the poem by Spoken Verse (wonderful voice!) and realised that where I have been reading 'Soldier Aristotle' for years, it is actually 'solider'! Weird! - I am sure your inner dragon will frighten off any untoward bird, however persuasive! Chas

  • -and what when dragon is pitted not against a headstrong bird but another dragon? Providential that you should have chosen this poem, Chas, as answer.I feel a kinship with Leda sometimes in the fiery creative battles being waged.I know how you felt with your little discovery of "soldier"as opposed to "solider."It is strange how we can see the wrong word ever more after reading false the first time.The meaning was interesting, in any case.I see I managed a faux pas at the end of my line as well.

  • One more comment i d not won't to 'in take ay way' the words but does Yeats not like ruddy handsomexxxxx Keith

  • Well hat bit got me

    Had pretty plumage once - enough of that,

    Sorry to refer to it as it as the 'bit'

    Maybe gay or straight, i know I will sleep with a smile, intended by poem or not, just beautiful to hear your voice, XX Keith

  • Thank you Keith. Actually Yeats seemed to get more handsome as he aged. The picture with the poem proves that. Chas

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