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T.S. Eliot (1888 – 1965)

T.S. Eliot (1888 – 1965). Nick DiPreta Alex Wysota. Biography. Born St. Louis Missouri as Thomas Stern Elliot Schoolmaster and bank clerk Editor 17 years of literary journal Criterion Followed belief that poetry should represent the complexities of society, creating complex poems

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T.S. Eliot (1888 – 1965)

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  1. T.S. Eliot(1888 – 1965) Nick DiPreta Alex Wysota

  2. Biography • Born St. Louis Missouri as Thomas Stern Elliot • Schoolmaster and bank clerk • Editor 17 years of literary journal Criterion • Followed belief that poetry should represent the complexities of society, creating complex poems • Influence on modern poetry diction has been immense

  3. Why Is He So Important? • The Nobel Prize in Literature 1948 • Written some of the most horrid descriptions of city life. • “Beauty is in the eye of the beholder” • Expressed disillusionment of a younger post WWI generation • “The only way of expressing emotion in the form of art is by finding an ‘objective correlative’” – T.S. Eliot

  4. Preludes (I) The winter evening settles down With smell of steaks in passageways. Six o’clock. The burnt-out ends of smoky days. And now a gusty shower wraps The grimy scraps Of withered leaves about your feet And newspapers from vacant lots; The showers beat On broken blinds and chimney-pots, And at the corner of the street A lonely cab-horse steams and stamps. And then the lighting of the lamps. The winter evening settles down With smell of steaks in passageways. Six o’clock. The burnt-out ends of smoky days. And now a gusty shower wraps The grimy scraps Of withered leaves about your feet And newspapers from vacant lots; The showers beat On broken blinds and chimney-pots, And at the corner of the street A lonely cab-horse steams and stamps. And then the lighting of the lamps.

  5. Preludes (IV) His soul stretched tight across the skies That fade behind a city block, Or trampled by insistent feet At four and five and six o’clock; And short square fingers stuffing pipes, And evening newspapers, and eyes Assured of certain certainties, The conscience of a blackened street Impatient to assume the world. I am moved by fancies that are curled Around these images, and cling: The notion of some infinitely gentle Infinitely suffering thing. Wipe your hand across your mouth, and laugh; The worlds revolve like ancient women Gathering fuel in vacant lots.

  6. Picture Bibliography • http://virtual.clemson.edu/groups/dial/modlondon/eliot.jpg • http://www.hillofthelord.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/tseliot.jpg • http://nobelprize.org/nobel_prizes/literature/laureates/1948/eliot-bio.html • http://poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/21127 • http://poets.org/poet.php/prmPID/18 • http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2354/1700525004_700e39fdd3.jpg • http://www.terragalleria.com/images/black-white/canada/caqc10749-bw.jpeg • http://www.terragalleria.com/images/black-white/us-sw/usaz8918-bw.jpeg

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