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Tag Archives: The Wasteland
On the Wasteland
So the old world is gone, let a new one replace it! The world is already dead; that figment of existence that you knew in the past, the places well-remembered, those fond scenes where the history of an ancient folk … Continue reading
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Tagged change, daily poems, eternity, evolution, The Wasteland, TS Eliot
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Kind of Blown (Miles Davis is Past Tense Now)
Esse Quam Videri : The siren’s song bleeds forth through tenement crags: the plaintive wail of mad dog penguined Perseus, hunting down in ancient rites street Circe and her rabid whores. Along this path, this street of more than visions … Continue reading
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Tagged Berklee, Howl, J Alfred Prufrock, jazz, Miles Davis, The Wasteland, TS Eliot
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