- The Waste Land
- The Waste Land
- Poetry Out Loud
- To Foreign Lands - Poem by Walt Whitman
- The New Colossus
The Waste LandClassic Poem. Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey by Oliver Goldsmith. Ill fares the land, to hastening ill a prey, Where wealth accumulates and men decay: Princes and lords may flourish or may fade; A breath can make them, as a breath has made; But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroyed, can never be supplied. A time there was, ere England's griefs began, When every rood of ground maintained its man; For him light labour spread her wholesome store, Just gave what life required, but gave no more: His best companions, innocence and health; And his best riches, ignorance of wealth. But times are altered; trade's unfeeling train Usurp the land and dispossess the swain; Along the lawn, where scattered hamlets rose, Unwieldy wealth and cumbrous pomp repose; And every want to opulence allied, And every pang that folly pays to pride. These gentle hours that plenty bade to bloom, Those calm desires that asked but little room, Those healthful sports that graced the peaceful scene, Lived in each look and brightened all the green; These, far departing, seek a kinder shore, And rural mirth and manners are no more. Rate this poem:. Reviews Post review. Report violation.
The Waste Land
What complicates matters is that death can mean life; in other words, by dying, a being can pave the way for new lives. Will it bloom this year? The ambiguous passage between life and death finds an echo in the frequent allusions to Dante, particularly in the Limbo-like vision of the men flowing across London Bridge and through the modern city. The Christ images in the poem, along with the many other religious metaphors, posit rebirth and resurrection as central themes. The Waste Land lies fallow and the Fisher King is impotent; what is needed is a new beginning. Water, for one, can bring about that rebirth, but it can also destroy. What brings life brings also death; the seasons fluctuate, spinning from one state to another, but, like history, they maintain some sort of stasis; not everything changes. The world hangs in a perpetual limbo, awaiting the dawn of a new season. Eliot depicts the scene as something akin to a rape. This chance sexual encounter carries with it mythological baggage — the violated Philomelathe blind Tiresias who lived for a time as a woman. At the same time, however, water can bring about death. History, Eliot suggests, is a repeating cycle. When he calls to Stetson, the Punic War stands in for World War I; this substitution is crucial because it is shocking. There had been none to compare with it in history. The predominant sensibility was one of profound change; the world had been turned upside down and now, with the rapid progress of technology, the movements of societies, and the radical upheavals in the arts, sciences, and philosophy, the history of mankind had reached a turning point. Eliot revises this thesis, arguing that the more things change the more they stay the same. The ancient nestles against the medieval, rubs shoulders with the Renaissance, and crosses paths with the centuries to follow. History becomes a blur. I think its an elegy. The Wasteland would best be described as an elegy of loss. The loss of family, the effects of destruction Eliot has used cultural references especially from Eastern religious. I recall that T. S Elliot was a student of Buddhism and Hinduism at one point in his life. The Waste Land, is supposed to be have taken from a sermon given by Buddha where he encourages his followers to give up earthly passion symbolized by fire There are main features depicted which are connected to the symbolic wasteland that Western culture has become. The Waste Land study guide contains a biography of T.
Poetry Out Loud
Nayyirah Waheed is an Instapoet who shares her insights and thoughts of the world through poetry she shares on Instagram. With over k followers, and more than posts, she's taking words to the next level and changing lives. There is something to be said with a person who has a way with words, particularly poetry. Poetry has ways of touching the soul that make us quiver with delight, fear, or sadness. Poetry is powerand a woman with a pen is a force to be reckoned with. One of these forces of nature is the healing power of poetry. Waheed, an African-American, infuses a raw simplicity into her works, that is deeply touching and insightful. Every poem is fueled by complex human emotions yet written so minimalistically, making her works so touching. Most of her works touch upon the topics of love, identity, feminism, and race. Despite this, many aspects of her life are left a mystery to us because of the reclusive life she tends to lead. She began writing at the age of eleven when her English teacher gave her a poetry assignment. Because most of her works are published through social media, she has a large following on sites like Tumblr and Instagram. One thing is for sure though —she has a way with words that the literary world simply could not do without. She has revived this thing call poetry, making it live and breathe and, most importantly, love. Waheed's poems on love are some of her best works that have moved thousands, particularly your fellow YourTango staff members. And since we are gurus in all things love and zodiac, we thought it was more than fitting to highlight the genius words of Waheed on love. I'm sure we all have been there. However, Waheed gives us an important lesson when love first wounds us: Just breathe. We are human, and we feel. And, sometimes those feelings can be messy! It's okay to be a work-in-progress. Find someone who treats you like you are extraordinary, not merely ordinary. You are worth far more than that! Can You Handle It? When love ends, it is important to take the love you gave to the other person and give it to yourself. Many of us have made this mistake. However, it is important to move forward and learn from this silence! Sometimes you become so connected to another soul that you fuse together. To leave the other is to undo the stitches. I am sure for many of us have already fallen head-over-heels for Waheed's poetry! What an absolutely stunning author. Sign in. Join YourTango Experts.
To Foreign Lands - Poem by Walt Whitman
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