Noli me tangere

Because today I am busy. Whole as a pie I tell you, whole as a pie. Now let me bend my head and write.

Who am I - or I - to demand oblivion?

I must go out to-morrow as the others do
And build the falling castle;
Which has never fallen, thanks
Not to any formula, red tape or institution,
Not to any creeds or banks,
But to the human animal's endless courage.
Spider, spider, spin
Your register and let me sleep a little,
Not now in order to end but to begin
The task begun so often.

from Autumn Journal by Louis Macneice

Comments

Anonymous said…
LOVE THAT PHOTO! I'm saving a copy!

Rups :)
Anonymous said…
That first line of the poem is a worry.

Multiple personalities, anyone?

P.S. I too like the photo.
Anonymous said…
Really? Why?