Twelve years ago, when I spent Easter with my friend the late Brother Ron Fender, I recited this from T.S. Eliot's Four Quartets:
The wounded surgeon plies the steel
That questions the distempered part;
Beneath the bleeding hands we feel
The sharp compassion of the healer’s art
Resolving the enigma of the fever chart.
Our only health is the disease
If we obey the dying nurse
Whose constant care is not to please
But to remind of our, and Adam’s curse,
And that, to be restored, our sickness must grow worse.
The whole earth is our hospital
Endowed by the ruined millionaire,
Wherein, if we do well, we shall
Die of the absolute paternal care
That will not leave us, but prevents us everywhere.
The chill ascends from feet to knees,
The fever sings in mental wires.
If to be warmed, then I must freeze
And quake in frigid purgatorial fires
Of which the flame is roses, and the smoke is briars.
The dripping blood our only drink,
The bloody flesh our only food:
In spite of which we like to think
That we are sound, substantial flesh and blood--
Again, in spite of that, we call this Friday good.
you lie on the bed like sunlight
sunlight on the wings of birds
no, you don't
(this is why poetry is rarely to be trusted:
unable to accept things as they are
it has to turn them into things they are not)
you lie on the bed like yourself
yourself lying naked on a bed
and to compare you to anything else
would be to make you less than you are
Reading this essay in The Guardian, it strikes me once again that in their myopic and monomaniacal view of something called "masculinity," Jordan Peterson and his followers are not men, but boys.
Luridly retro ideas of what it means to be a strong man have gone mainstream even in so-called advanced nations. In January Jordan B Peterson, a Canadian self-help writer who laments that “the west has lost faith in masculinity” and denounces the “murderous equity doctrine” espoused by women, was hailed in the New York Times as “the most influential public intellectual in the western world right now”.
If Dr. Peterson is considered an intellectual, I don't think it's much of a stretch to imagine that Sylvester Stallone and Bruce Willis might soon be handed distinguished professorships.
from tower block ledges
like falling bodies
snawin like fuck
Huike staunin ootside
"Bodhidharma, ya cunt
ur A'll cut ma fuckin erm aff"