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
To enact visually the message The inscription is itself a perceptual component within the space of the garden insofar as it becomes a pattern of sameness and difference. Paired identical terms are interspersed between paired different terms. This movement between repetition and difference seems, at least in part, to be intended to enact visually the message of the inscription itself. Matthew Simms, Robert Irwin: A Conditional Art Ever Present, Ever ChangingSelf-publishing, self-exemplifying