Sunday, 14 July 2013

The Sunday Posts 2013/The Past

The debt is paid,
The verdict said,
The Furies laid,
The plague is stayed,
All fortunes made;
Turn the key and bolt the door,
Sweet is death forevermore.
Nor haughty hope, nor swart chagrin,
Nor murdering hate, can enter in.
All is now secure and fast;
Not the gods can shake the Past;
Flies-to the adamantine door
Bolted down forevermore.
None can reenter there, -
No thief so politic,
No Satan with a royal trick
Steal in by window, chink or hole,
To bind or unbind, add what lacked
Insert a leaf, or forge a name,
New-face or finish what is packed,
Alter or mend eternal Fact.

Ralph Waldo Emerson
Photo by Alistair.


Yamini MacLean said...

Hari OM
Fabby piccy Alistair... am going to have to ponder some more on the Emerson. Blame the fever. Am a bit cross-eyed! But she'll be right mate.

As always, have a great week, YAM xx

Indigo Roth said...

Hi Alistair! I'm late again! Love the photo, but struggled (as ever) with the poetry. Maybe I have the fever too? Hope to see you soon, Indigo

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