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Lostpoet · M
@SW-User well then, Let us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherized upon a table;
Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
The muttering retreats
Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells:
Streets that follow like a tedious argument
Of insidious intent
To lead you to an overwhelming question ...(haha)(jk)
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherized upon a table;
Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
The muttering retreats
Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells:
Streets that follow like a tedious argument
Of insidious intent
To lead you to an overwhelming question ...(haha)(jk)
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SW-User
@Lostpoet I keep telling myself I should look up some of these famous poets and their works. I am still procrastinating.
That was beautiful.
That was beautiful.
Lostpoet · M
@SW-User No it's a poem by T.S Eliot.
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