death

T. S. Eliot – Whispers of Immortality/ Bisbigli d’immortalità

By booksofart / T. S. Eliot / animal, death

Sarah Stilwell Weber, Woman with Leopards, 1906 Webster was much possessed by deathAnd saw the skull beneath the skin;And breastless creatures under groundLeaned backward with a lipless grin.Daffodil bulbs instead of ballsStared from the sockets of the eyes!He knew that thought clings round dead limbsTightening its lusts and luxuries.Donne, I suppose, was such anotherWho found …

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T. S. Eliot – from The Hollow Men

By booksofart / T. S. Eliot / death, desert, mythology

Francisco Goya, Saturn Devouring His Son, 1823 The eyes are not here There are no eyes here In this valley of dying stars In this hollow valley This broken jaw of our lost kingdoms In this last of meeting places We grope together …

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Edgar Allan Poe – from Lenore

By booksofart / Edgar Allan Poe / boat, death

John Atkinson Grimshaw, The Lady of Shalott, 1875 Ah, broken is the golden bowl! the spirit flown forever! Let the bell toll!- a saintly soul floats on the Stygian river; And, Guy de Vere, hast thou no tear?- weep now or nevermore! See! on yon drear and rigid bier low lies thy love, Lenore! Come! …

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Bertolt Brecht – Canto Tedesco / German Song, 1937

By booksofart / Bertolt Brecht / death, war

Felix Nussbaum, The damned, 1943 (In the dark times, will there also be singing? Yes, there will be singing – about the dark times.) Once more they’re saying a great age will dawn (Anna, don’t cry) We’ve still got something to pawn. Glory’s back in the air (Anna, don’t cry) I’ve looked in the larder; …

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Edgar Lee Masters – Francis Turner

By booksofart / Edgar Lee Masters / death, kiss, Spoon River Anthology

René Magritte, The Lovers, 1928 I could not run or playin boyhood.In manhood I could only sip the cup,not drink –for scarlet – fever left my heart diseased.Yet I lie heresoothed by a secret none but Mary knows:there is a garden of acacia,catalpa threes, and arbors sweet with vinesthere on that afternoon in Juneby Mary’s …

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William Butler Yeats – Under Ben Bulben

By booksofart / William Butler Yeats / death

Carlos Schwabe, Death of the Grave Digger, 1895 Many times man lives and dies Between his two eternities, That of race and that of soul, And ancient Ireland knew it all. Whether man dies in his bed Or the rifle knocks him dead,A brief parting from those dear Is the worst man has to fear. Though grave-diggers’ toil is long, Sharp their spades, …

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T. S. Eliot – Whispers of Immortality/ Bisbigli d’immortalità

T. S. Eliot – from The Hollow Men

Edgar Allan Poe – from Lenore

Bertolt Brecht – Canto Tedesco / German Song, 1937

Edgar Lee Masters – Francis Turner

William Butler Yeats – Under Ben Bulben

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