The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock A Poem by T.S. Eliot www.poetryfoundation.org A pair of ragged clawsDo I dare disturb the universe?That is not it at allI have heard the mermaids singing lonelinessmelancholy
The Waste Land A Poem by T.S. Eliot www.poetryfoundation.org HURRY UP PLEASE ITS TIMEA handful of dustWho walks beside you?Has it begun to sprout?Fragments solitudesociety
Human kind cannot bear very much reality A Fragment by T.S. Eliot www.coldbacon.com Go, go, go, said the bird: human kind Cannot bear very much reality. Time past and time future What might have been and what has been Point to one end, which is always present. realitytime
If we were allowed to visit A Poetry Collection ianmaclarty.itch.io If We Were Allowed To Visit is an anthology of poems by Gemma Mahadeo rendered by Ian MacLarty. As you move through the game's environment, the poems are rearranged into the shapes of the objects they're about, each frame becoming a new generative poem. Concrete poetry poetrygamesmicrosites