jtallen12345 (December 31, 1969 at 6:59 pm)

This poem, in my opinion forms the most crystalline and eye-openingly dazzling insight into the wanderings of the human mind. So beautiful and tragic.

GraxtheDestroyer (December 31, 1969 at 6:59 pm)

My favorite reading is by Alec Guiness.

nerg111 (December 31, 1969 at 6:59 pm)

T.S. Eliot finally I hear his voice - after all this years!"I am poet I know it hope i don't blow it"Robert Zimmerman But why is this unique clip under entertainment? This should be listed under poetry!John K Lindgren Bangkok Monday 6th of October 09:18 (no AM no PM) and don't forget the colon after 09.(09.18 how would that look like!).Panta rei

Bicicletasaladas (December 31, 1969 at 6:59 pm)

that reveal new intentions (Eliot comes to the point of including just lone three word phrases, being the source from where it came from the important fact)

Bicicletasaladas (December 31, 1969 at 6:59 pm)

i mean, i love the waste land, i love Eliot but i can't stop thinking that maybe this poem and the generations of poets and songs it has spawned have brought poetry to the edge of extinction- confining it to a solemn and restricted mausoleum- because of it's hermetic intelectuality.Nevertheless this poem works on many levels: you can read it and discover it is a compound of quotations and recall inmediatly the point of the poem. But then you do your heavy research and find deeper meanings

Matt4united (December 31, 1969 at 6:59 pm)

brilliant

manatsunoshi (December 31, 1969 at 6:59 pm)

the way he pronounces his r's makes me laugh... sorry, can't help it :D

manatsunoshi (December 31, 1969 at 6:59 pm)

actually, there were lots and lots of germans in lithuania (as well as in latvia and estonia) until the first world war

JohnSNeely (December 31, 1969 at 6:59 pm)

Yes it does give me an angle on getting into this complex piece, thanks for the help. I like the idea of the fusion of different voices across time in the relation to the loss of individuality. This would seem to fit into what I have read about the modernists in general. I am going to re-read ths with such thoughts in mind, thanks.

lamedwufnik (December 31, 1969 at 6:59 pm)

a religious or even an ironically religious character. After so many disasters, so many disonances, so many voices, Eliot conduct them into the harmonic repetition of the word "shantih". This poem is so great and so difficult that I could tell you many more things. I hope these words are enough for the moment.