Best Eliot Poems

Doth it not thrill thee, Poet,
Dead and dust though thy art, 
To feel how I press thy singing 
Close to my heart? 

Dust to dust, ashes to ashes,
my poems recite my plight.
As two souls mix heart stashes,
inspired of mastery might.

A precept building ahead of time,
TS...

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Madame Sosostris, the leaves are running away
With the springtime wind, into the University café,
Mr. Scogan, what prophesy of apocalypse do you bring?
The grass smells oh! so fresh and green
Budded with cupidity and sin,
In shadow behind the lamp,
Tent pitched beneath a Portabello mushroom,
On your ear lobe...

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Client 9 Governor Spitzer
Was once New York’s ethics blitzer
This VIP flub
At the Emperor Club
Came from an overworked spritzer...

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Because I do not hope to turn again 
Because I do not hope 
Because I do not hope to turn 
I'm going to leave this heap 
By the side of the road 
And hitchhike home....

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Let us go to certain half-desserted restaurant
Where cheese is spread on the table like an elkmilksheet  
Steaks are burnt, curries are bland, puddings are mulberry mist
Let us go to certain half-deserted street
Where women come and go like milkrunners
Wenches in hand the spanners span the...

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My faithful quill recumbent
Motionless
Stark against the virgin parchment posed upon my desk
The peeping moon breaks through grimy windows
Mocking me as the mantel clock chimes the cheerless Midnight
Another day laid to waste
The poet’s canvas unblemished
Harmonizing with his imagination

My eyes, cast red with weariness, avoid the empty...

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What tune do politicians excrete
Upon their plank to please?
                                    Manana...

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What chorus do bankers use
when paper profits they prepare ?
                                   ...

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Ultimate truth it's cradle is wisdom
All begins is wisdom’s simplicity
Joins together a begin to an end(Agape's wedding band)
Truth doth end all knowledge complexity

Source wisdom refold remold wisdom gold
Life’s journey’s end is a journey’s begin
Ultimate choice humanity’s own voice
Where wisdom begins and knowledge ends

Wilderness__ lost souls...

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post-mortem note to mr. eliot

dearest thomas,
having lived long enough to see the
a-bomb drop, one wonders if you had
rethought your infamous ending 
to “The Hollow Men,”
for most certainly
the world will not go with a 
whimper,
we would be so lucky
to be rolled up in the fetus position
down...

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What tune does youth most play
when future's biding ?
                               Today !
What wisdom does age convey
when...

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Knowing for the first time (after TS Eliot)

Knowing for the first time
means becoming aware
that there really is
no first or next time..
It means realizing
time has asserted itself
as a fencing
with barbed-wire barbs
claiming their sequence
marking our surrender
of freedom..
As time barbs dissolve
in our space of being
we know with joy
for...

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The first time that we saw him
We were worried for his health.
He was sat upon a seat nearby
And talking to himself.

His fingernails were broken
Like his unconnected speech
And he spoke of really nothing
As he stared towards the beach.

The next time that we saw him
He was stroking...

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This Age of Staggered Man
Needs a timely thought 
The Invincible Destiny is hovering over head
Why the youth is being wasted 
O'er things which are dead?

The invisible burden over the shoulders
Of this feeble 'hollow man'  of Eliot
Is too tremendous to tread
Steadily on the Treacherous Terrain
Would...

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