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Sunday, April 20, 2008

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From Sweeney Agonistes
by T. S. Eliot

DORIS: That's not life, that's no life
Why I'd just as soon be dead.
SWEENEY: That's what life is. Just is.
DORIS: What is?
What's that life is?
SWEENEY: Life is death.

4 comments:

  1. My life is light, waiting for the death wind, Like a feather on the back of my hand.


    T.S. Eliot (1888 - 1965)

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  2. Anonymous6:48 PM

    Powerfully stated...so good to check in!
    Hugs,
    V

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  3. Anonymous6:55 PM

    Reflecting on the morning dew
    and smiling on the sea,
    the sun arises, dawning
    and sees me, `neath the tree.

    It only seems a lifetime
    since the ground was rent for me,
    flowers dropping by the petal
    I approached eternity.

    V

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  4. That sounds like my Scandinavian parents speaking...

    ;p

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