Apropos of absolutely nothing, this stanza came to me after reading Ode by O’Shaughnessy:
They are the music makers,
and we the dancers of dreams,
Balancing by the lone ocean waves,
swinging our neighbors supreme,
world-losers and world-forsakers,
robins chaining to the extremes,
Yet we are the movers and shakers,
balancing the rings.
—me, with no apology to O'Shaughnessy
Inspired in a moment of madness from that famous poem...
We are the music makers,
And we are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea-breakers,
And sitting by desolate streams;—
World-losers and world-forsakers,
On whom the pale moon gleams:
Yet we are the movers and shakers
Of the world for ever, it seems.
— Stanza 1, Ode by Arthur William Edgar O'Shaughnessy
Improvements and additions welcome!
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