TS Eliot’s Prophetic Poem

T.S. Eliot has always been my favorite poet.I don't know anything about this man except that he reads it well, and apparently paints it, too.The opening stanzas:The Eagle soars in the summit of Heaven, The Hunter with his dogs pursues his circuit. O perpetual revolution of configured stars, O perpetual recurrence of determined seasons, O world of spring and autumn, birth and dying! The endless cycle of idea and action, Endless invention, endless experiment, Brings … [Read more...]