Long Poems About T S Eliot
#TSEliot
Manor On A Hill
I will show you fear in a handful of dust.’
‘In my ending is my beginning.’
-T. S. Elliot
In creaks of shadows,
your windswept promontory
behind twigs of Forsythia,
bent Lilac branches,
your dusty red and green
antiqued form emerges as I look up.
As I walk along your cliffs,
trodding sparse grass
growing on steep mounds
too treacherous to climb,
I look up to view your hulking angularity,
your grey windows shrouded in dust.
At the base of your cliffs the...
‘In my ending is my beginning.’
-T. S. Elliot
In creaks of shadows,
your windswept promontory
behind twigs of Forsythia,
bent Lilac branches,
your dusty red and green
antiqued form emerges as I look up.
As I walk along your cliffs,
trodding sparse grass
growing on steep mounds
too treacherous to climb,
I look up to view your hulking angularity,
your grey windows shrouded in dust.
At the base of your cliffs the...
#home
#historical
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#TSEliot #NaPoWriMo2020
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[ SK ] The Hollowed Children
Due to the silent war we're winning
The world continues in its spinning
The world continues in its spinning
The world continues in its spinning
Due to the silent war we're waging
the ends always justify the means
Simple cogs engaging
complex machines
is what you are
In service to
your country
Thanks you
for your heroic efforts
We do
the dirty job
No one wants
to...
The world continues in its spinning
The world continues in its spinning
The world continues in its spinning
Due to the silent war we're waging
the ends always justify the means
Simple cogs engaging
complex machines
is what you are
In service to
your country
Thanks you
for your heroic efforts
We do
the dirty job
No one wants
to...
#war
#dystopian
#StephenKing #TSEliot
#StephenKing #TSEliot
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Of Death And Birth: Fire And The Rose
We die with the dying:
See, they depart and we go with them.
We are born with the dead:
See, they return, and bring us with them.'
-T. S. Elliot
I
The way of ignorance is the way home:
Go, go! Folly is the only way;
knowledge is the unlearning of itself.
Do not try harder, try less;
this is the only way, the unpropitious one.
(Love is the only lesson that can't be learned.)
The Sky and The Earth agree:
I end where I began,
the way there...
See, they depart and we go with them.
We are born with the dead:
See, they return, and bring us with them.'
-T. S. Elliot
I
The way of ignorance is the way home:
Go, go! Folly is the only way;
knowledge is the unlearning of itself.
Do not try harder, try less;
this is the only way, the unpropitious one.
(Love is the only lesson that can't be learned.)
The Sky and The Earth agree:
I end where I began,
the way there...
#birth
#death
#fall
#LifeCycle
#TSEliot
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The Hallowed Wo/Men
#conflict
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A Beauty
I am moved by the fancies that are curled
Around these images and cling:
The notion of some infinitely gentle
Infinitely suffering thing ‘
- T. S. Elliot
I
The heart can go to and fro
This is what I know of love, not beauty,
For I loved in the grittiest of moments,
Tattered and beaten, hands soiled.
Beauty knows not of its own shadow;
It is one with itself, it is an illusion,
How it aspires to what we already know.
II
Borne in calamity, faced with...
Around these images and cling:
The notion of some infinitely gentle
Infinitely suffering thing ‘
- T. S. Elliot
I
The heart can go to and fro
This is what I know of love, not beauty,
For I loved in the grittiest of moments,
Tattered and beaten, hands soiled.
Beauty knows not of its own shadow;
It is one with itself, it is an illusion,
How it aspires to what we already know.
II
Borne in calamity, faced with...
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