Deserted
“APRIL is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.”1
I waited and you didn’t come, it got colder and darkened days rolled into darkened nights
The numbing loneliness consumed my every optimistic thought
Extinguished every light that burned within.
The embers of our love were dying as the frozen ground began to thaw.
It should have been a time of hope, snowdrops heralded the spring’s swift approach
But these bones are old and our love is cold- but a distant memory
Cherry blossom parades her poignant pinks for a newer generation.
- This is a direct Quote from TS Eliot, “The Wasteland” I didn’t take it from a book, I carry it with me in my head.
- I think it is one of my most favourite poems – I love the Thames maidens.- I like the changes and the desolation, and the history and the symbolism. It reminds me of the wind blowing dust over the landscape and burying the present.
- This is for Poetics at d’Verse.
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I like where you have taken Eliot’s poem. You have given it a new layer with your account of why April is such a cruel month.
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Many thanks Bryan.
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I enjoyed your Eliot cover very much, Alison, especially the final lines!
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Thankyou, I find there are stories behind every poem. I hope my words do justice to the stories.
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I love that quote too and your response is just heart breaking of the love gone cold. I specially like this part:
But these bones are old and our love is cold- but a distant memory
Cherry blossom parades her poignant pinks for a newer generation.
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thank you so much for your feedback.
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Love it. the way you put the cruelty in context… the end of love together with the new beginning of love…
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Spring Depression
surely can be hardest
iN April when flowers
bLoom brighter with
wings silver
showers reign..
somehow i leArned
iT aLL SpRing iN FaLL
oF liFe SpRings more
iN Summer
Fall and
WinTer
SonG
oF DancE
FReED@lAST..:)
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A lovely response Thank you xx
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My pleasure..
FriEnd.. with
SMiLes..:)
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This is wonderful. It certainly changes the way I look at April.
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Your words seem to flow so naturally and beautifully from Eliot’s!
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Thankyou so much.
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Very nice follow up on the direct quote.
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