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There Is No Authoritative Collection Of The Poetry That Eliot Himself Wished To Preserve Than This Volume, Published Two Years Before His Death In Poet, Dramatist, Critic, And Editor, T S Eliot Was One Of The Defining Figures Of Twentieth Century Poetry This Edition Of Collected Poems Includes His Verse From Prufrock And Other ObservationsTo Four Quartets, And Includes Such Literary Landmarks As The Waste Land And Old Possum S Book Of Practical Cats


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  1. says:

    A stupendous compendium of classical and lyrical poems filled with lush and evocative imageries that captures your imagination A literary magnum opus of one of the most remarkable and influential poets who had ever lived Thomas Stearns Eliot Here are some of my favorites with brief commentaries and excerpts 1 The Love Song of J Alfred PrufrockOh, you dear Prufrock You poor neurotic man You should have told her 2 Portrait of a LadyGood grief Taking advantage of a handsome young man How unbecoming of a lady No wonder you didn t pass the friendship stage 3 PreludesUgh Our modern urban life Shampoo, rinse, repeat 4 HysteriaDelightful Just read and observe how Eliot describes this barmy, laughing woman 5 La Figlia che Piange Dramatic and heartbreaking poem about lovers parting ways.6 The HippopotamusHilarious, surreal, and definitely bollocks Eliot compares the hippopotamus with the corrupt Church And guess who ascends to heaven playing the golden harp assisted by angels 7 The Hollow MenTrapped in an in between world redolent of the twilight realm A great allusion to emptiness, albeit there can be other interpretations 8 The Cultivation of Christmas TreesDefinitely one of my favorites Simple and wonderful 9 Five finger Exercises IV Lines to Ralph Hodgson EsqreEliot s friendship with Ralph Hodgson Loved the imageries and rhymes here 10 Landscapes I New Hampshire Reminds me of being a kiddo The Waste LandEliot s most famous poem with tons of literary allusions What is it about Well, you might want to ask scholars and other readers regarding that one This is really a challenging read Interpretation of the said poem might vary, but basically, it s about the degradation of our society, our civilization, hence, our world becoming a wasteland Well, call it dystopia if you like 11 The Waste Land I Burial of the Dead 12 The Waste Land II Game of Chess13 The Waste Land III The Fire Sermon14 The Waste Land IV Death by Water15 The Waste Land V What the Thunder SaidFour QuartetsBeautiful, powerful, and memorable poems from Burnt Norton to Little Gidding In my honest opinion, the greatest work of Eliot 16 Four Quartets Burnt Norton 17 Four Quartets East CokerOpens with In my beginning is my end and closes with In my end is my beginning Bloody genius 18 Four Quartets The Dry Salvages 19 Four Quartets Little Gidding


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    Collected poems 1909 1962, T.S EliotThis edition of Collected Poems 1909 1962 includes his verse from Prufrock and Other Observations 1917 to Four Quartets 1943 , and includes such literary landmarks as The Waste Land and Old Possum s Book of Practical Cats New York Harcourt Brace and Company , 1991, 221 Pages, Isbn 0151189781 1994 .


  3. says:

    Wow Eliot was a phenomenal poet What lovely writing


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    That s all the facts, when you come to brass tacks Birth, and copulation, and death.I ve been born and once is enough.You don t remember, but I remember,Once is enough.Well here again that don t applyBut I ve gotta use words when I talk to youWhen you re alone like he was aloneYou re either or neitherI tell you again it don t applyDeath or life or life or deathDeath is life and life is deathI gotta use words when I talk to youBut if you understand or if you don tThat s nothing to me and nothing to you. I always find it curious how much Eliot quite conservative in character and anxious about what he regarded as a modern cultural evolutionary tendency, abetted by the dry rationalism of an increasingly technical society, towards pressing everything downwards unto the lowermost tier of the coarse, the vulgar, the profane, the commonplace embraced a modernist grasp of language, with all of its form fluid possibilities and permutations, in order to work his utterly unique manner of lyrical genius And it is genius, at the very least by any aesthetic measure combining words into lines and phrases that leap off of the page in all of their graceful poignancy and grab the reader by the soul, pierce the superficial layers of the memory to embed themselves within the selfsame chambers that house such perduring residents as the framed vista of supernally brilliant swathes of colour that suffused with flowering existence a memorable, cloud garbed sunset mayhap an instant when, flush with the harmonious pressure of musical gales, impaled and frozen upon a hook sonically plunged in an arc through the soul, your breath seized up in a drawn interval balancing between the explosion and implosion of life or perhaps the roseate, winsome, heart punching smile of a youthful beauty that captured the entirety of your pubescent heart and cranked the inner thermostat to fluttering scorch or even the first moment when, still as a statue in the midst of a world in constant motion, that sense of limpid, fulsome connexion with the cosmos in its entirety with its subtle divine pressure to drive you down upon your knees hummed through every fiber of your being with a tellurian energy ultimately derived from cosmogonic fuel of the most primordial lineage And when you can, through the application of diligent reasoning and intuitive sleuthing, discern the implicit meaning behind the elegantly moving textual fa ade, you realize that Eliot truly belongs in that first tier of twentieth century poets, masterfully forging personal commiserations by means of linguistic elements invariably held at somewhat of a remove the better to penetrate the obfuscations of an age engaged in the shedding and shoring up of beliefs that it might seize and squeeze your spiritual nuts An early favourite of mine, and this collection contains one marvel after another from the lengthy span of his versified creativity.


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    It s weird I m pretty sure I dislike reading T.S Eliot s poetry I was trying to find some words to explain this, and here s what I came up with They remind me of the monuments in good old Washington DC The first time you see them, there they are, all towering stone and wrought figures, some very human, some quite abstract representational polygons, full of whatever amount of symbolic subtext Mighty Intimidating White Symmetrical Immovable Seemingly there from the outset of time, meaning all of these things that they will forever embody Important things But if you live here, if you see them often enough, they just kind of start feeling monumental, and monumental only That is massive, imposing, built to last, with all that historical significance But in many ways dull, never changing, never showing new sides or varying interiors The interiors are always the same with every visit Lincoln s bearded visage over time starts to become a pretty tedious stone representation of Lincoln s bearded visage After a little time, the monuments become background and are incapable of being seen at all, and then when you do revisit them, to try to see them again, they evoke very little in terms of inspiration or feeling Then what are they but artfully arranged stones That s how I think of Eliot s poems, even the best ones, which in my opinion are The Hollow Men and The Four Quartets I understand their formal perfection I understand their magisterial harmony But I can t come back to them and keep digging things out of them with pleasure After awhile they aren t elusive Once their secrets are disclosed they immediately enter stasis I think Frank O Hara is a better poet than T.S Eliot I expect this will enrage a few people But O Hara s work possesses elements that I find fundamentally lacking in Eliot s humorous melancholy, strange language that manages to stay alive beyond multiple readings, amateurishness which is important , willingness to sound ridiculous, or even superfluous at times, in the search of the oblique sentiment that is inexactly, perfectly human There is nothing superfluous in Eliot, and that is a flaw O Hara produced thousands of poems, on lunch breaks, on the subway, on walks, on napkins at restaurants, on postcards, probably on toilet paper When I think of Eliot writing I think of him in a three piece suit seated at a mahogany desk with a candle burning And I am fully aware that he lived in an era of abundant electrical lighting This is a problem Eliot is for the universities, and we needed him to exist, if for nothing else to write The Wasteland when the world needed The Wasteland But it s O Hara s collected poems I keep by the bedside.


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    Critics of Eliot damn his work for its difficulties and one cannot deny that its complicated diversions into technical and structural experimentation, mythical reference and multilingual commentary do initially intimidate The beauty of Eliot s poetry is that it grows with you Eliot doesn t always succeed, and many of his poems seem trite and pretentious, but when he succeeds he hits dead on with poetry perfect in form, balance, and sound There is the man here, the poet as reflected in his own work, but there is also common human experience through looking at history The Waste Land and meditating on Man s relationship with the Divine and the eternal Ariel Poems, and most of his output after 1928 This collection is a wonderful summary of the poetic works of one of the major literary figures of the twentieth century For a complete overview of Eliot you should read at least one of his plays Murder In The Cathedral and one of his volumes of critical essays.


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    While I love some of the poems, others I didn t care for at all So it is hard to rate the book as a whole These poems were selected by Eliot himself just a few years before he died as the best of his work and it certainly contains all of his most famous work EXCEPT for the fact it doesn t even have one poem from Old Possum s Book of Practical Cats With that in mind, I cannot whole heartedly recommend it as a single sole volume of Eliot s poetry I am not much of a modernist, so it is perhaps not surprising that I found many of the so called minor poems enjoyable than the serious and to me often obscure verses My favorites The Love Song of J Alfred Prufrock Portrait of a Lady The Waste Land reviewed separately Ahe Wednesday V If the lost word is lost, if the spent word is spent Five finger Exercises esp I Lines to a Persian Cat Landscapes esp V Cape Ann Burnt Norton from Four Quartets To the Indians Who Died in Africa


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    This is the best poem collection I ve ever read After I was done reading it I was telling my mother, It kills me It kills me T.S Eliot paints a picture so vivid you can t help but see it, it forms on its own, it penetrates your soul, it speaks to your mind, it fills your eyes Eliot is what a poet ought to be, the complete embodiment He reaches deep into you and pulls on your heart strings He shows you what poetry can be, what it can do, how high it can reach.I just loved every, really every, bit of this book and I know for sure I want to read it again Actually, I was a little melancholic reaching the end and I felt like I wanted to read It is a great great piece of art and if you haven t read Eliot, you don t know what you re missing.


  9. says:

    I appreciate T.S Eliot as a influential and significant writer of classic literature However, I find it difficult to understand the truest meaning of his words Truthfully that is a fault of mine, but poetry has never been something I am drawn to In saying that, I m willing to look deeper into his poetry to better understand it.


  10. says:

    neden can m eliot evrilmiyor bu memlekette demi tim, allaha k r everestten geldi.