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Loved this book of poems. Will require more rereading, listening to people read the poems and a lot of reflection. But overall a wonderful read. Will enjoy digging deeper into these poems over the coming years.

#PoetryMatters Day 16: Part of TS Eliot‘s Wasteland - #Oil

On broken blinds and chimney-pots,
And at the corner of the street A lonely cab-horse steams and stamps. And then the lighting of the lamps. (Preludes). I enjoyed some of Eliot‘s poems, and others had me scratching my head.

I read this between Aug 28 & Sept 3; and rated it 3 ⭐️ on Good Reads. I wasn‘t a fan of this volume published by Arcturus in 2018. More for aesthetic reasons than anything else.

Every street lamp that I pass
Beats like a fatalistic drum,
And through the spaces of the dark
Midnight shakes the memory
As a madman shakes a dead geranium.

This was among the best things we found in my grandfather's papers—a letter to him from T. S. Eliot. (Eliot was at the time an editor at Faber and Faber, and he wrote my grandfather a one-page letter about an article my grandfather was supposed to write.)

Read for class and wasn‘t that much of a fan

#QuotsyDec17 @TK-421 #desire. From Eliot‘s The Waste Land : “April is the cruelest month , breeding lilacs out of the dead land , mixing memory and desire , stirring dull roots with spring rain .”

Admittedly, most of the problems I had with this book were with the introduction and partly with how the notes were set up in the back. When reading the Wasteland poem if there was a note I‘d have to flip to the notes and see if was a T.S Eliot note (to which I‘d have to turn to a different section) or an editor one. It just became time consuming for a 121 pg book.

What is that adage? We learn history so we aren‘t doomed to repeat it? Damn near 100 years later...

Rocking a bookish T shirt today! ☺️📚 #poetry #bookishacsessories #bookishclothes

You can't beat reading awesome poetry in an awesome museum.

Prufrock was good, the other poems decent when comprehendible, and in English, though I could make out most of the French. I gave up on the literary criticism because I don't have the background nor the will to appreciate it. I think my expectations were a bit high because of Mary Karr's introduction about how The Waste Land would change my life. It didn't.

Eliot may "have measured out [his] life in coffee spoons," but I could probably measure mine in gallons of coffee. From "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock," my favorite poem of all time.

#poetry #AprilBookShowers

Using the closest thing at hand for a mouse pad #thewasteland #eliot #nighttimegrading

I'm.. not sure I get The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, but poetry isn't really my thing so most of the time it's lost on me. I sorta like this part, though.

#poetry

Still working on these piles of borrowed and library books. So I guess these are my #marchtbr and I don't really do #lent but I should really stop getting more library books than I can actually read haha

#marchintoreading @RealLifeReading
#marchmadness @Smangela @Callemarie

Absolutely my favorite poem and poet. #poetry #poem #tseliot

Prepare yourselves for a #poetry inundation, littens! Here is a selection of some of the heavy-hitters on my shelf for today's #seasonsreadings2016

I have others on my ereader, and Citizen by Claudia Rankin is on the TBR! 📚📚📚

One I come back to again and again.

T.S. Eliot is one of my favorite poets, so this anthology needed to be part of my home library 🙌🏻

T.S. Eliot is one of my favorite poets, so this anthology needed to be part of my home library 🙌🏻

For #day19 of the #augustphotochallenge. I was never a huge #poetry fan, and my distaste was cemented after a rather terrible creative writing workshop in which I had to write a few of my own. Despite that traumatic experience, my love for "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock" holds. Here's me reading one of my favorite passages and the text of that passage. The book is my mother's copy from the 70s. I claimed it as my own when I was 12.

"April is the cruelest month." Wasn't going out in that slush today, so stayed out of the cruelty and caught up on some reading.