Have some poetry:
T.S. Eliot (1888-1965) was born in St. Louis, Missouri. He settled in London in 1915 and became a British citizen in 1927. Encouraged by Ezra Pound, he began publishing his work in 1915 and soon established himself as an important voice of the modern world. In 1948 Eliot was awarded the Nobel Prize in literature. His works include “Murder in the Cathedral,” “The Waste Land,” and “Four Quartets.”
Listen to this eloquent rendition of “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” in which Eliot conveys the frustration and irony of this notable poem. Taken from the HarperAudio release “T.S. Eliot Reads.”
Woud it have been worth while,
To have bitten off the matter with a smile,
To have squeezed the universe into a ball
To roll it toward some overwhelming question,
To say: “ I am Lazarus, come from the dead,
Come back to tell you all, I shall tell you all”–
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