Tag Archives: T.S. Eliot

Baby, it’s cold inside …

The “Nothing that is not there and the nothing that is.” Wallace Stevens was a seminal, groundbreaking American modernist poet.  A contemporary of Eliot, he flipped the archetype of the wan, pale, misunderstood verbal virtuoso.  Instead, he pursued a lucrative … Continue reading

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“The Frog in my Boot by the Door” a prose poem

Note: I have been so busy editing books for other writers that I have had almost no time to do my regular blogging.  I hope you’ll forgive me dear friends, but I have come up with sort of a makeshift … Continue reading

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Tradition and the Individual Talent – T.S.Eliot

[This is in  a sense a public service announcement of sorts, a refresher, if you will, for poets and would be poets of all stripes among us.  Eliot’s erudition is bullet proof.  If you don’t study the masters, you will … Continue reading

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T.S. Eliot Reads “The Journey of the Magi” – Ancient Intonations

T.S. Eliot

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Oh, Eliot, You Wonderful, Infernal, Old Dog of My Heart

       (c) Copyright 2014, Margaret Langstaff, All Rights Reserved “Only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go.” ― T.S. Eliot I received a jolt, as I always do, when I opened … Continue reading

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