The End of the World, Again, and John Donne

Image for the 2012 Mayan apocalypse fear from the BBC.

Humans are obsessed with the end of the world. The concept of meaninglessness, or non-existence, is deeply threatening at a psychological level, and we generally wish to believe that our personal lives are significant and important to the whole. One BBC article includes the following quote,

“It is a very ancient pattern in human thought. It is rooted in ancient, even pre-biblical Middle Eastern myths of ultimate chaos and ultimate struggle between the forces of order and chaos,” says cultural historian Paul S Boyer, author of When Time Shall Be No More: Prophecy Belief in Modern American Culture.

Around the world in preparation for today (according to time zones), survival pods have been built in China’s Hebei province and panic-buying of candles has been reported in the Sichuan province, whilst in Russia sales of tinned goods and matches have surged. Yet this is not unfamiliar: the Romans panicked at predictions their city would be destroyed in 634 BC, millennial fears gripped Europe ahead of the year 1000 AD, and during the English Civil War, groups like the Fifth Monarchists believed the end was nigh. The aforementioned are only a few examples of feared apocalypses.

Copernicus, who can be seen as an influence in John
Donne’s poetry (particularly in “An Anatomy
of the World”)

Recently, I’ve been studying John Donne’s poetic depiction of what he called the “new Philosophy”: the rise of observed, evidenced knowledge by thinkers such as Galileo and Copernicus which replaced the relatively stagnant, conventional knowledge of Aristotle. Donne followed new scientific proposals avidly, but he displayed concern for the consequences. When Copernicus declared that the sun was at the centre of the universe, Martin Luther responded, “The fool will upset the whole science of astronomy”. A similarly lamentable declaration is made by John Donne in “An Anatomy of the World”: “’tis all in pieces, all coherence gone”. On the surface, this poem marks the death of Elizabeth Drury (whom the poem is dedicated to), yet there is a much wider solemn vision created by Donne. It seems that Donne is not only marking Drury’s death, but also the deterioration of the world: it is repeated to be “a sick world”, a “carcass”, and that “from the first hour [did] decay”. To Donne, “so is the world’s whole frame/Quite out of joint, almost created lame”.

Whilst Copernicus was, in fact, right about the earth not being at the universe’s centre, it’s not too likely that the world will end today. Maybe now that I’ve written this, it will, who knows. My apologies if it does. Nonetheless, Donne’s insecurity and concern can be compared to the frequent fears of modern humankind for the future, both in a personal, individual way, and in a “ahh, the whole world is ending”, collective way.

On days like today, with the media leaping on the widespread potential of human fear and panic, we can best understand Donne’s fear for the future of the “safe”, conventional world. We’re quite sure that we’ll wake up tomorrow, but conversely we can’t help but slightly worry about the future and significance of our lives. I’ve just seen the following post on twitter, which encapsulates the hype and encouraged panic:

#Mayan #apocalypse – Join @iansample LIVE for all things apocalyptic around the globe  (via @guardianscience)

Is this even serious? My thirteen-year brother, who is quite the worrier, seemed rather anxious going to bed last night. He pottered around the house, evading bedtime even longer than usual, and then wished me a good end of the world. Poor kid. He’ll probably be annoyed when he realises that he has to do his homework after all.


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