Playlist:Our North is Rising - The Black Paths
(Wish I Could Fly Like) Superman - The Kinks
For Carol - Blind Atlas
Ha Di Ka - Galactic
Be Brave - Strange Boys
Degobah System - Wounded Lion
Parcheezzi - The Coathangers
Let's Reggae All Night - CSS
Turn Away - Bouts
Love Will Destroy Us In The End - Hefner
The Stolen Name - ONLY THE SEA SLUGS
Skaravan - Tokyo ska paradise orchestra
Stop - I Am Kloot
Rawdon Fever - Ninetails
Falling Down - Chapterhouse
Car Thief [Explicit] - The Beastie Boys
Poem:
Carrion Comfort
Gerard Manley Hopkins
NOT, I’ll not, carrion comfort, Despair, not feast on thee;
Not untwist—slack they may be—these last strands of man
In me ór, most weary, cry I can no more. I can;
Can something, hope, wish day come, not choose not to be.
But ah, but O thou terrible, why wouldst thou rude on me
Thy wring-world right foot rock? lay a lionlimb against me? scan
With darksome devouring eyes my bruisèd bones? and fan,
O in turns of tempest, me heaped there; me frantic to avoid thee and flee?
Why? That my chaff might fly; my grain lie, sheer and clear.
Nay in all that toil, that coil, since (seems) I kissed the rod,
Hand rather, my heart lo! lapped strength, stole joy, would laugh, chéer.
Cheer whom though? the hero whose heaven-handling flung me, fóot tród
Me? or me that fought him? O which one? is it each one? That night, that year
Of now done darkness I wretch lay wrestling with (my God!) my God.
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