tomorrow belongs to me
Nov. 28th, 2004 12:33 amAmusing time with friends this afternoon -- we had a Book Exchange session, where I passed on my most recently acquired manga/comics, and they passed back previous loans. We also hit a few shops together; well, the local gaming shop, the local Forbidden Planet, and also, to my surprise, they came along with me when I went jeans-hunting, and I actually found a good pair. More comfortable than last week's (which will be saved as an impetus for me to lose some weight off my hips and stomach). Much.
My mother was watching Cabaret on television earlier this evening, and I walked into the room just as the movie was ending and the crowd was singing, "Tomorrow belongs to me." It's still frightening, however many times you've seen it before.
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The North Ship
I saw three ships go sailing by,
Over the sea, the lifting sea,
And the wind rose in the morning sky,
And one was rigged for a long journey.
The first ship turned towards the west,
Over the sea, the running sea,
And by the wind was all possessed
And carried to a rich country.
The second ship turned towards the east,
Over the sea, the quaking sea,
And the wind hunted it like a beast
To anchor in captivity.
The third ship drove towards the north,
Over the sea, the darkening sea,
But no breath of wind came forth,
And the decks shone frostily.
The northern sky rose high and black
Over the proud unfruitful sea,
East and west the ships came back
Happily or unhappily:
But the third went wide and far
Into an unforgiving sea
Under a fire-spilling star,
And it was rigged for a long journey.
-- Philip Larkin
My mother was watching Cabaret on television earlier this evening, and I walked into the room just as the movie was ending and the crowd was singing, "Tomorrow belongs to me." It's still frightening, however many times you've seen it before.
---
The North Ship
I saw three ships go sailing by,
Over the sea, the lifting sea,
And the wind rose in the morning sky,
And one was rigged for a long journey.
The first ship turned towards the west,
Over the sea, the running sea,
And by the wind was all possessed
And carried to a rich country.
The second ship turned towards the east,
Over the sea, the quaking sea,
And the wind hunted it like a beast
To anchor in captivity.
The third ship drove towards the north,
Over the sea, the darkening sea,
But no breath of wind came forth,
And the decks shone frostily.
The northern sky rose high and black
Over the proud unfruitful sea,
East and west the ships came back
Happily or unhappily:
But the third went wide and far
Into an unforgiving sea
Under a fire-spilling star,
And it was rigged for a long journey.
-- Philip Larkin