Elliotic Conversations

 

Apologies to T.S. Eliot

 

‘I should have been a pair of ragged claws.’

Go on, then. Why don’t you? Be the best

pair of tatty claws the world has ever seen. 

Or at least use those damn claws as coffee spoons—

measure your life or foresee your future

in a handful of roasted beans! Why don’t you?

Ich bin krank und müde of these unreal

conversations, of this elliptic/elliotic poetry.

All months are cruel for us, not just April—

& those darn claws! Scuttling/screaming across

the floors of dead human seas. The whole world

now prepares itself for a long sleep, smothered

by the slimy fingers of a natty virus, stretching,

yawning—an etherized end spreading this evening?





Poetry by Bibek The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2021-05-03 at 17:15

Tags Eliot  Covid  Life 

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Sameen
Very cool. Eliot would’ve enjoyed this
2021-05-04


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
A fine impersonation of that fussy man.
2021-05-03


Coo & Co The PoetBay support member heart!
Hoo, hoo, hoo! :>)

We enjoyed this, Bibek. Please, make no apologies. This is fun to read and we particularly appreciate 'slimy fingers of a natty virus'. Applaudings from Coo & Co :>)
2021-05-03


Thomas D The PoetBay support member heart!
"krank und müde"! I know the feeling!

This was, as we bumptious 'mericans say, a good read.
2021-05-03


jim The PoetBay support member heart!
No need to apologize. He deserves it.
2021-05-03