For most of us, there is only the unattended Moment, the moment in and out of time, The distraction fit, lost in a shaft of sunlight, The wild thyme unseen, or the winter lightning Or the waterfall, or music heard so deeply That it is not heard at all, but you are the music While… Continue reading T. S. Eliot
Not known, because not looked for But heard, half-heard, in the stillness Between two waves of the sea. —T. S. Eliot, from “Little Gidding,” Four Quartets. (Faber & Faber 1959) Originally published 1943.
Can we only love Something created by our own imagination? Are we all in fact unloving and unlovable? Then one is alone, and if one is alone Then lover and beloved are equally unreal, And the dreamer is no more real than his dreams. —T. S. Eliot, from “The Cocktail Party,” Complete Poems and… Continue reading T. S. Eliot
i fear no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true) and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you — E. E. Cummings, from “i carry your heart with me,” Complete Poems: 1904-1962 (Liveright Publishing Corporation,… Continue reading E. E. Cummings
This is the way the world ends Not with a bang but a whimper. — T. S. Eliot, from “The Hollow Man” (1925) Found in Collected Poems, 1909-1962. (Harcourt Brace Jovanovich; 1st edition, September 25, 1991) Originally published 1963.
in Spring comes(no- one asks his name) a mender of things with eager fingers(with patient eyes)… — E. E. Cummings, from “Spring,” Selected Poems. (Liveright; New Ed edition, 12 Oct. 1994)
the sky a silver dissonance by the correct fingers of April resolved into a clutter of trite jewels — E. E. Cummings, from “Impressions: the sky a sliver,” Tulips and Chimneys. (Liveright; 2nd Revised ed. Edition, August 17, 1996) Originally published 1923.