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13 November 2009 @ 04:15 am
In the hope...  
It's been just over eight months since we've had a 'meeting' and just shy of a year since we've had a reading.
Henry David Thoreau is a very personal favorite writer of mine. I've been going back over some of his work as of late and came across a rather fitting one I'd like to share with our chapter of the Dead Poets Society. Short and sweet.

My Friends, Why Should We Live

My friends, why should we live?
Life is an idle war, a toilsome peace;
Today I would not give
One small consent for its securest ease.

Shall we out-wear the year
In our pavilions on its dusty plain
And yet no signal hear
To strike our tents and take the road again?

Or else drag up the slope
The heavy ordinance of nature's train?
Useless but in the hope,
Some far remote and heavenward hill to gain.
feeling: thoughtfulthoughtful
hearing: "Magic" by Mick Smiley
m o y a s h i: eat sleep readthecommawhore on December 7th, 2009 06:21 pm (UTC)
Beautiful... I especially like the phrase 'an idle war'. Very vivid images.