[[[The Waste Land]]]

Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis

vidi in ampulla pendere, et cum illi pueri dicerent

Σίβυλλα τί θέλεις; respondat illa: άπο θανείν θελώ.

For Ezra Pound

il miglior fabbro


I. The Burial of the Dead

April is the cruellest month, breeding

Lilacs out of dead land, mixing

Memory and desire, stirring

Dull roots and spring rain.

Winter kept us warm, covering

Earth in forgetful snow, feeding

A little life with dried tubers.[1]

  1. ^ "Eliot, T. S. 1922. The Waste Land". www.bartleby.com. Retrieved 2016-02-09.