THE SECOND COMING

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THE SECOND COMING

pen and watercolour on paper
2014 - 654 x 404 mm

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The title of this work comes from a very powerful poem by William Butler Yeats. At first, there was no association whatsoever, but when the drawing was nearly finished in black and white, I felt like reading some poetry, and I chose Yeats. I opened the book and the first thing I read was this title. I knew the poem, but suddenly I the relationship with my work became very clear, so the title was easy to choose. Here is the poem:

THE SECOND COMING

by William Butler Yeats

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.

Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?

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