“The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock”, T.S. Eliot

“The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock”, T.S. Eliot

“The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock”, T.S. Eliot

“The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock”, T.S. Eliot

austinkleon:

1961 letter from Groucho Marx to T.S. Eliot: “I had no idea you were so handsome.”

T.S. Eliot, from “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock”

[full poem here]

from a poem by T. S. Eliot, A Cocktail Party

(via meiringens)

inherwar:

Virginia by T.S Eliot

Red river, red river,
Slow flow heat is silence
No will is still as a river
Still. Will heat move
Only through the mocking-bird
Heard once? Still hills
Wait. Gates wait. Purple trees,
White trees, wait, wait,
Delay, decay. Living, living,
Never moving. Ever moving
Iron thoughts came with me
And go with me:
Red river, river, river.