Wednesday, April 2, 2008

Let's Make a Liar out of Eliot

APRIL is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.

Such a shame to disgrace the lilacs. And for goodness sake, Thomas Stearns, what's so wrong with memory and desire? Aren't those what turned you to poetry in the first place?
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3 comments:

  1. Lee PattersonApril 2, 2008 at 8:43 PM

    huh? my computer is whacking out. anyhow, i said,

    i'd ask you not to get all up in my homeboy's grill, but.. you're totally right

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  2. Nicole CallihanApril 2, 2008 at 9:09 PM

    Lee--I knew you would comment! When I think of Eliot, I think of you.

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  3. Lee PattersonApril 3, 2008 at 8:20 PM

    haha yeah eliot and i were pretty tight. i feel like i should worry about that sometimes O_O

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