The Center Does Not Hold

THE SECOND COMING

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…

–William Butler Yeats

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One thought on “The Center Does Not Hold

  1. And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
    Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?

    I always found the end of that poem as ominous as the beginning.

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