April is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
- T. S. Eliot -
first lines of The Waste Land
poem dedicated to Ezra Pound
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
- T. S. Eliot -
first lines of The Waste Land
poem dedicated to Ezra Pound
Labels: Ezra Pound, T. S. Eliot
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