“They saw their injured country's woe;
The flaming town, the wasted field;
Then rushed to meet the insulting foe;
They took the spear, - but left the shield.”
―Philip Freneau
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And by a prudent flight and cunning save A life which valour could not, from the grave. A better buckler I can soon regain, But who can get another life again?
Archilochus
Wednesday, January 1, 2020
Mythopoeiac Poetry
Mythopoeia (also mythopoesis, after Hellenistic Greek μυθοποιία, μυθοποίησις "myth-making") is a narrative genre in modern literature and film where a fictional or artificial mythology is created by the writer of prose or other fiction. This meaning of the word mythopoeia follows its use by J. R. R. Tolkien in the 1930s. The authors in this genre integrate traditional mythological themes and archetypes into fiction.
I see the bright flash of splinterng glass And the moanng whine of a great turbine Tortures my ears A thousand bullets tear thrught the air Each finding its mark in the heart Of some expecant listener And through the ensuing, rending pain I hear this new and mean refrain. What once was sweet has turned to gall And strength is used just to appall The victims trapped inside the hall Humor is lead. Tendrness dead And all sense of style is dissolved in a bile Whose bitterness nnot be said, but can only be felt In the thumping and roaring we do not need Which prompts only the question, "Where will this lead?"
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Oh DEAR! Another noisome PAEAN to VIOLENT UGLINESS, DEGENERACY and DCULTURAL ISSOLUTION!
To put it onamapoetically:
Y______E______E______C______H______!
I see the bright flash of splinterng glass
And the moanng whine of a great turbine
Tortures my ears
A thousand bullets tear thrught the air
Each finding its mark in the heart
Of some expecant listener
And through the ensuing, rending pain
I hear this new and mean refrain.
What once was sweet has turned to gall
And strength is used just to appall
The victims trapped inside the hall
Humor is lead. Tendrness dead
And all sense of style is dissolved in a bile
Whose bitterness nnot be said, but can only be felt
In the thumping and roaring we do not need
Which prompts only the question, "Where will this lead?"
~ FreeThinke - c. 1965
Sorry, the second video was posted to illustrate the 1st. Human ecological devastation of the planet is modern Mythopoeia
In the 1st video, CS Lewis effectively explains, and then attempts to "bury" the "myth" of evolution as "progress".
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