Whispers of Immortality. Donne , I suppose, was such another Who found no substitute for sense , To seize and clutch and penetrate ; Expert beyond experience , He knew the anguish of the marrow The ague of the skeleton ; No contact possible to flesh Allayed the fever of the bone. The couched Brazilian jaguar Compels the scampering marmoset With subtle effluence of cat ; Grishkin has a maisonette ; The sleek Brazilian jaguar Does not in its arboreal gloom Distil so rank a feline smell As Grishkin in a drawing-room.
Sign in Login Password remember me Lost password Sign up. Why oh why did the black crayon always die first? Packing for Antarctica Everything Literature. Thu May 13 at Fin-de-siecle hubristic mania. The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock. And even the Abstract Entities Circumambulate her charm; But our lot crawls between dry ribs To keep our metaphysics warm.
Courts adieu, and all delights, All bewitching appetites! Sweetest breath and clearest eye Like perfumes go out and die; And consequently this is done As shadows wait upon the sun.
Vain the ambition of kings Who seek by trophies and dead things To leave a living name behind, And weave but nets to catch the wind. After all, Wordsworth is often considered the greatest Romantic poet, but his optimistic view of life had certainly fallen into disfavor by the time Eliot had written this poem.
Even my tour in Vietnam, my divorce and resulting separation from my children, and my years of teaching too many students who saw literature as a waste of time could not convince me that the world is the wasteland that is pictured in most of his poems. How much I admire your hopefulness! Thank you for this wonderful analysis, and for doing so much legwork to make clear the allusive nature of the poem in question.
Fantastic, thank you. But anything I write is written with the intention of being used by others to further their understanding, but mostly, their enjoyment of poetry. A sobering thought. Hi, I just happened to have stumbled onto this page somehow, and feel entirely fortunate for having done so! These poems are incredible.
Thank you for shedding such light on this poem. Inspiring, thank you for giving me a little hope when i felt like giving up on my final piece of university coursework. Whispers of Immortality. The Fraught Friendship of T. Eliot and Groucho Marx. By Lee Siege l In , T. Eliot was an anti-Semite; his anti-Semitism is integral to his poetry; and there is The stain on T. Eliot Jewish Rhode Island. The poem is.. This content was created by a Daily Kos Community member.
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