/lit/ - Literature

London Bridge is falling down

is he the GOAT? next to Shakespeare, does anyone come close to him?

What does /lit/ think of T.S. Eliot?

Half of academia seems to think he is Christ's vicar on Earth and the other half seem to think he isn't anywhere near as important as made out to be.

>I froze your tears and made a dagger,
>and stabbed it in my cock forever.
>It stays there like Excalibur.
>Are you my Arthur?
>Say you are.

>Take this cool, dark, steelèd blade,
>Steal it, sheath it, in your lake.
>I’d drown with you to be together.
>Must you breathe? 'cause I need Heaven.

He truly is one of the greats

ITT notable brainlets of literature
Pic very much related, nobody with IQ above the baseline could enjoy this man's midlife crisis garbage.

Does anybody else ever get the feeling when you finish a book and think, Damn that was amazing, one of the best books I've read in recent memory, and then about 3-4 weeks later you think about it, and realise you didn't enjoy it as much as you originally thought?

Why does /lit/ never discuss T.S. Eliot, who is the most influential poet of the 20th century

Was he a meme?

>>6470092
+1

*ahem*

>>6450975
Anon is the hollow man
Anon is the stuffed man
Leaning alone
Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
His dried text, when
He types alone
is quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
Or rats' feet over broken glass
In his mom's basement

Please respond.

>>6372295
Four Quartets - T.S. Eliot

It's my favorite because it's true.

>>6270122
How many have you had?

>>6223660
Do you only speak in slogans?

>>6217657
OP is a hollow man
OP is a stuffed man
Posting alone
Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
His dried voice, when
He whispers alone
Is quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
Or rats' feet over broken glass
In his mom's basement

>>6215920
I tip my hat to you good sir!

Pic related is a superior poet:

The dove descending breaks the air
With flame of incandescent terror
Of which the tongues declare
The one dischage from sin and error.
The only hope, or else despair
Lies in the choice of pyre of pyre-
To be redeemed from fire by fire.

Who then devised the torment? Love.
Love is the unfamiliar Name
Behind the hands that wove
The intolerable shirt of flame
Which human power cannot remove.
We only live, only suspire
Consumed by either fire or fire.

>>6095097
What language are we all speaking?