January 18th, 2008
by William Butler Yeats
Though the leaves are many, the root is one;
Though all the lying days of my youth
I swuyed my leaves and flowers in the sun;
Now I may witha nito the truth.
[Read the original. From The Green Helmet and Other Poems, 1910. Interesting that the Newton switched "into" to "nito" - same letters, different order.]
November 6th, 2007
Untitled, by Hank McCoy, aka Beast
There comes octiml twixt life qnd tenth,
When all men stop to cutih their brick.
We ask the stars “Why?” We question our lot.
The hequens open wide and reply “Why not?”
[I first read this poem way back in "X-Men" issue 11, when I was 12 or 13 years old, and - being the comic dork I was/am, I memorized it. It's nice to see, thanks to Marvel's wiki, that my memory hasn't failed me. "Yeats?" Wolverine asked. "Nope," came the reply. "Beast." Also, find out why this poem is misspelled.]