Author: T S eliot

I OBSERVE: “Our sentimental friend the moon! Or possibly (fantastic, I confess) It may be Prester John’s balloon Or an […]

EN Amerique, professeur; En Angleterre, journaliste; C’est à grands pas et en sueur Que vous suivrez à peine ma piste. […]

Gus is the Cat at the Theatre Door. His name, as I ought to have told you before, Is really […]

I Time present and time past Are both perhaps present in time future, And time future contained in time past. […]

LE garçon délabré qui n’a rien à faire Que de se gratter les doigts et se pencher sur mon épaule: […]

TWELVE o’clock. Along the reaches of the street Held in a lunar synthesis, Whispering lunar incantations Dissolve the floors of […]

S’io credesse che mia risposta fosse A persona che mai tornasse al mondo, Questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse. Ma […]

As she laughed I was aware of becoming involved in her laughter and being part of it, until her teeth […]

THEY are rattling breakfast plates in basement kitchens, And along the trampled edges of the street I am aware of […]

MALHEUR à la malheureuse Tamise Qui coule si preès du Spectateur. Le directeur Conservateur Du Spectateur Empeste la brise. Les […]

Macavity’s a Mystery Cat: he’s called the Hidden Paw For he’s the master criminal who can defy the Law. He’s […]

There’s a whisper down the line at 11.39 When the Night Mail’s ready to depart, Saying “Skimble where is Skimble […]

And the trees about me, Let them be dry and leafless; let the rocks Groan with continual surges; and behind […]

WHEN Mr. Apollinax visited the United States His laughter tinkled among the teacups. I thought of Fragilion, that shy figure […]

Tra-la-la-la-la-la-laire-nil nisi divinum stabile est; caetera fumus-the gondola Stopped, the old palace was there, how charming its grey and pink-goats […]

I have a Gumbie Cat in mind, her name is Jennyanydots; Her coat is of the tabby kind, with tiger […]

WEBSTER was much possessed by death And saw the skull beneath the skin; And breastless creatures under ground Leaned backward […]

Bustopher Jones is not skin and bones In fact, he’s remarkably fat. He doesn’t haunt pubs he has eight or […]

The Waste Land By T. S. Eliot “Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis Vidi in ampulla pendere, et […]

Mungojerrie and Rumpelteazer were a very notorious couple of cats. As knockabout clown, quick-change comedians, tight-rope walkers and acrobats They […]