The Wasteland The Hollow Men Journey of the Magi from the Ariel Poems La Figlia che Piange Landscape: New Hampshite, Virginia, Usk, Rannoch, by Glencoe, Cape Ann Morning at the Window Difficulties of a Statesman from Coriolan Sweeney Among the Nightingales Whispers of Immortality Macavity: the Mystery Cat The Four Quartets Ash Wednesday A Song for the Simeon from the Ariel poems Marina from the Ariel poems Triumphal March from Coriolan O Light Invisible, from The Rock The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock Portrait of a Lady Preludes Mr. Eliot's Sunday Morning Service Murder in the Cathederal: Part II, Opening Chorus The Family Reunion: Part II, A Chorus
Thomas Stearns Eliot was a poet, dramatist and literary critic. He received the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1948 "for his outstanding, pioneer contribution to present-day poetry." He wrote the poems The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, The Waste Land, The Hollow Men, Ash Wednesday, and Four Quartets; the plays Murder in the Cathedral and The Cocktail Party; and the essay Tradition and the Individual Talent. Eliot was born an American, moved to the United Kingdom in 1914 (at the age of 25), and became a British subject in 1927 at the age of 39.
~~~On First Reading~~~[return][return]There's not much to be said about these poems on first reading. For the most part they're too cryptic to be properly understood right off the bat, with one exception being "Journey of the Magi".[return][return]"Journey of the Magi" is a monologue, assumedly from one of the famous Magi from the East who came looking for Jesus in the wake of a star. Basically (and I say this with a reserve of irony, since Eliot's poetry can hardly be described as basic) it concerns the effects, on one, of a religious experience.[return][return]The rest of the poems will have to wait on a second reading.
His poems are fantastic on paper, even better read aloud, and absolutely perfect when read by Eliot himself. Whether you want to or not, after listening to Eliot read his work, you will hear his voice in your head every time you read his poems in the future. This recording of "Prufrock" is particularly well-done.
I finally had to click the "read" button, but are we ever really done reading Eliot's primary works? I've read the Four Quartets several times and I gain a new insight at each reading. His words gently twist and turn, then kick you off of a cliff. Harsh and beautiful, rhythmic and rambling, and I really love that I'll never be able to take it all in. I'm currently working on The Wasteland.
Do I have to put one star? Minus all the stars that exist for his so-called poetry. This man is NOT a poet. I can't say it too emphatically. And for people to even consider him a great poet, they have to be dumb beyond belief. He never was a poet. His works are nonsensical and comes from an insane mind. So a guy that is actually crazy purports to be a poet, and then becomes recognized even as a great poet, shows that the world today is full of nutcases. Now, I am NOT a painter, but just because I can put paint on canvass, it does not make me a painter, yet my painting is much better than his said "poetry". I just cannot rubbish his works enough. It's total madness that people think they can see good things in his works of gibberish. Listening to a nutcase and setting him on a pedestal, shows the kind of world we live in.
[1/24/2026] Wasteland and The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock are chosen for this week's book club (poetry) materials.
Love song: Who is the love song to? It seems to be an incel who is craving for love but also self-abasing. Example, "Do I dare" seems to be another voice lingering on protagonist's head. His bold hair reflects a spotlight effect in psychology. There are only two voices (compared with Wasteland, as the first poem T.S.Eliot published), one is extremely romantic, the other is realistic.
Wasteland: highly tied to after WII; the passing away of his soulmate, his job in Lloyd bank, and his unsuccessful marriage. Duke Center for Teaching and Learning provides the works of T.S.Eliot, which does great help to me.
It's always a pleasure to read such a talented poet, but, for some reason, I like the Wasteland better than several pieces of the Four Quartets. The Quartets are crafted, but seem tame and forced in places.
As with any collection, the works are intertwined. There are some that drag the collection down, but the Wasteland itself is as perpetually bleak and realistic as it always has been. And I found a new favorite in Gerontion. Four stars.
Perfect listening for making candles in a cabin in the woods. This may be the only audio that I add to my list, but you've gotta hear Eliot in his own voice. Must read-3 Accessible-3
spoken word is powerful, and Eliot knows how to read words in a way to make you think. Because you can't have the author with you always, you need to hear him read these poems at least once.
Listening to Eliot read his epic and thought provoking poems brings entirely new levels of meaning to phrases that aren't necessarily in the text alone.
I only read a couple of these poems, The Hollow Men and The Hippopotamus. But I give these poems 5 stars - The Hollow Men refers to the Character Kurtz from Conrads Heart of Darkness.