#3 Sunday Morning Poetry: Art as Religion
Happy Easter! On Sunday Morning Poetry #3 I'm reading the poem "Sailing to Byzantium" by William Butler Yeats. This is a poem often thought to be about Yeats' views on life after death. But I believe it's about
Art as a religion, and, specifically, about the idea of reincarnation or "resurrection in our natural lives. "The coward dies many deaths, but the brave man dies but once." Julius Caesar. How can we worship reincarnation if we are an humanist atheist? How can we appreciate the death and rebirth of our own selves? Well listen in. I'll be discussion: The story of Easter according to Christianity (Christ's resurrection) The story of Demeter The Rape of Persephone The story of Dionysus (Bacchus) The Eleusinian Myths Cicero The Dionysian festival And of course a converse with verse with Sailing to Byzantium.
Sailing to Byzantium
BY WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
That is no country for old men. The young
In one another's arms, birds in the trees,
—Those dying generations—at their song,
The salmon-falls, the mackerel-crowded seas,
Fish, flesh, or fowl, commend all summer long
Whatever is begotten, born, and dies.
Caught in that sensual music all neglect
Monuments of unageing intellect.
An aged man is but a paltry thing,
A tattered coat upon a stick, unless
Soul clap its hands and sing, and louder sing
For every tatter in its mortal dress,
Nor is there singing school but studying