[Review] T. S. Eliot Poems and Prose by Everyman's Library Pocket Poets
Author: T. S. Eliot, selections by Peter Washington
Publisher: Alfred A. Knopf, Inc. 1998
Theme: Poems and prose by T. S. Eliot.
Source: Public library
T. S. Eliot, Thomas Stearns Eliot (1888-1965).
The Romantic period is my favorite era of poetry. I've read works from the Victorian period, Shakespeare, Anne Bradstreet an early American Puritan poet, and dabbled in other kinds of poems. Last month I read an epic poem by Homer. T. S. Eliot's poems are apart of the modernist era. In the past I've not been attracted to the modernist era of poems, they've seemed unmoving and unromantic. After reading Eliot's poems in this book I've changed my mind.
My favorite written by Eliot is "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock."
A few lines that are my favorite.
"Time for you and time for me,
And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
And for a hundred visions and revisions,
Before taking of a toast and tea."
"In a minute there is time
For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.
For I have known them all already, known them all-
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?"
Additional poems I loved.
From "Mr. Apollinax"
"His laughter was submarine and profound
Like the old man of the sea's
Hidden under coral islands
Where worried bodies of drowned men drift down in the green silence,
Dropping from fingers of surf."
"Here I am, an old man in a dry month,
Being read to by a boy, waiting for rain."
"Neither fear nor courage saves us. Unnatural vices
Are fathered by our heroism. Virtues
Are forced upon us by our impudent crimes.
These tears are shaken from the wrath-bearing tree."
"The Waste Land" is a poem Eliot is well-known for. "The Waste Land" is a thinking poem, it is also a poem that speaks to you at whatever point in life you're currently in.
In college poems are picked apart by the teacher until little is left except a carcass, and the student forgets how a poem should make them feel. A wonderful thing about reading a poem on your own is that you can let it tell you what it is trying to convey. Breathe in the poem and let it speak to you, poems have a distinct message, sometimes more than one message.
V. "What The Thunder Said."
"After the torchlight red on sweaty faces
After the frosty silence in the gardens
After the agony in stony places
The shouting and the crying
Prison and palace and reverberation
Of thunder of spring over distant mountains
He who was living is now dead
We who were living are now dying
With a little patience."
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Lengthy article on T. S. Eliot from The Poetry Foundation: http://www.poetryfoundation.org/bio/t-s-eliot