Thursday, December 1, 2011

Eliot again.

I must write a poem entitled "The Untold". I know I must. It's a poem that is going to be for me so much as hard as important. In the roots of it I am impressed by a recurring memory of Eliot again, from the Hollow Men, these lines I do not yet know whether to use as an introductory quotation or not:

Between the conception
And the creation
Between the emotion
And the response
Falls the Shadow

I have never wanted to enquire, reading critics, to what Shadow exactly Eliot can allude to. And I, in a way, do not want to be sure myself about this Shadow. I always felt anyway the power of these lines, the Shadow signalling maybe what man can never foresee about the strength of the "In-Between", life or God or whatever that is always there and can intervene when we are unaware...
Or too aware.


Elisabeth said...

I wanted to comment on your earlier post about the love song of J alfred Prufrock, too Davide. And now the Hollow men

Eliot's poetry is transcendent. It takes you places you never dreamed of. Thanks for the reminder.

Dave King said...

I think perhaps if you defined or identified the shadow it might cease to be the shadow. Interesting post.