Whispers of Immortality
de T.S. Eliot(2008)
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\"Whispers of Immortality\"
By T.S. Eliot
\"Webster was much possessed by death
And saw the skull beneath the skin;
And breastless creatures under ground
Leaned backward with a lipless grin.
Daffodil bulbs instead of balls
Stared from the sockets of the eyes!
He knew that thought clings round dead limbs
Tightening its lusts and luxuries.
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.
. . . . .
Grishkin is nice: her
Russian eye is underlined for emphasis;
Uncorseted, her friendly bust
Gives promise of pneumatic bliss.
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.
And even the Abstract Entities
Circumambulate her charm;
But our lot crawls between dry ribs
To keep our metaphysics warm.\"
Despre aceasta lucrare
- Autor
- T.S. Eliot
- Tip
- Poezie
- An
- 2008
- Cuvinte
- 181
- Citire
- 1 min
- Versuri
- 35
- Actualizat
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T.S. Eliot. “Whispers of Immortality.” Clasici, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/clasici/t-s-eliot-0023019/poezie/whispers-of-immortalityIntrebari frecvente
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