Saturday, December 17, 2011

A Brother's Eulogy to Christopher Hitchens

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Arelcao Akleos said...

Also from "Little Gidding", as if written for those of us on FCP.

"Let me disclose the gifts reserved for age
To set a crown upon your lifetime's effort.
First, the cold friction of expiring sense
Without enchantment, offering no promise
But bitter tastelessness of shadow fruit
As body and soul begin to fall asunder.
Second, the conscious impotence of rage
At human folly, and the laceration
Of laughter at what ceases to amuse.
And last, the rending pain of re-enactment
Of all that you have done, and been "