Today reminds me of that poem.
Here is the first stanza and the ending.
T.S. Eliot’s The Hollow Men
Mistah Kurtz-he dead
A penny for the Old Guy
I We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Leaning together
Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
Our dried voices, when
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
Or rats’ feet over broken glass
In our dry cellar
Shape without form, shade without colour,
Paralysed force, gesture without motion;
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.
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T.S. Eliot is such a great poet that I can even forgive him for inspiring the musical Cats.
And today the vey Hollow Man ended his presidency, not with a wimpier or a bang but marching into the plane to the refrain of YMCA.
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Seems appropriate so far. Hope for better days ahead. 😉🥳👍🥂
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I am yet to familiarize my self with T.S.Eliot’s work, but this is good.
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Thanks. It’s a WWI poem
He also wrote Old Possum’s Book of Practical Cats that the was the basis for the musical Cats.
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Best pick
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Thanks, Paul. It’s a wonderful poem and seems very appropriate right now, it’s how the other side views the politicians. (This could apply to either or maybe even any party).
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