The Waste LandBY T. S. ELIOT‘Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et cum illi pueri dicerent: Σίβυλλα τί θέλεις; respondebat illa: άποθανεîν θέλω.’ For Ezra Pound il miglior fabbro. I. The Burial of the Dead April is the cruellest month, breedingLilacs out of the dead land, mixingMemory and desire,Continue reading “The Waste Land : T S Eliot : : April Poems : : Month Poems : :”
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March : A E Housman : : March Poems : : Month Poems : :
A Shropshire Lad, XA. E. Housman – 1859-1936 MARCH The Sun at noon to higher air,Unharnessing the silver PairThat late before his chariot swam,Rides on the gold wool of the Ram. So braver notes the storm-cock singsTo start the rusted wheel of things,And brutes in field and brutes in penLeap that the world goes roundContinue reading “March : A E Housman : : March Poems : : Month Poems : :”
1915 February : Ezra Pound :
The smeared, leather-coated, leather-greaved engineerWalks in front of his traction-engineLike some figure out of the sagas,Like Grettir or like Skarpheddin,With a sort of majestical swagger.And his machine lumbers after himLike some mythological beast,Like Grendel bewitched and in chains,But his ill luck will make me no sagas,Nor will you crack the riddle of his skull,O youContinue reading “1915 February : Ezra Pound :”
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