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Thomas Stearns Eliot “in my beginning is my end … in my end is my beginning”
There are plenty of words that can be said about Thomas Stearns Eliot, heaps of critics his works swelled like a tremendously instigating hurricane, a Nobel Prize for Literature hangs in the top of his literature pile and two continents felt his soft sharp tracks he broaden ... by Marius Surleac
Thomas Stearns Eliot
“in my beginning is my end … in my end is my beginning”
There are plenty of words that can be said about Thomas Stearns Eliot, heaps of critics his works swelled like a tremendously instigating hurricane, a Nobel Prize for Literature hangs in the top of his literature pile and two continents felt his soft sharp tracks he broaden ...
by Marius Surleac
Thomas Stearns Eliot’s “The Waste Land”
“Datta, Dayadhvam, Damyata
Shantih shantih shantih”
“The Waste Land” seems to carry the honour of being Eliot’s greatest masterpiece, maybe because of the simple fact that is such an attractive poem from many points of view, or maybe because of the critics that brought it on top of his works – and which is the best illustration ...
by Marius Surleac
Thomas Stearns Eliot’s “The Waste Land”
“Datta, Dayadhvam, Damyata
Shantih shantih shantih”
“The Waste Land” seems to carry the honour of being Eliot’s greatest masterpiece, maybe because of the simple fact that is such an attractive poem from many points of view, or maybe because of the critics that brought it on top of his works – and which is the best illustration ...
by Marius Surleac
Orwell, a classic apology...
As dictated by the philosophers’ common sense, some comments written by some of my most distinguished readers, compelled me for the writing of an apology according to its classical, -as formal justification or defense-, Greek meaning.
Not that I must proceed with it, but because I should, to the hopeful enlightenment of my readers.
It’s ...
by Romulus Campan Maramuresanu
Orwell, a classic apology...
As dictated by the philosophers’ common sense, some comments written by some of my most distinguished readers, compelled me for the writing of an apology according to its classical, -as formal justification or defense-, Greek meaning.
Not that I must proceed with it, but because I should, to the hopeful enlightenment of my readers.
It’s ...
by Romulus Campan Maramuresanu
Orwell’s 1984…
Time has grown dimmer as I closed the cover following the last page of Orwell’s “1984”.
A sense of creeping uneasiness, something of a threat, the menace of more 1985s, 1986s, 1997s, 2008s and so on, blurred the breath I was pushing down my lungs as the coronation of my “surely this can’t be true” desires. Why did I wish to start ...
by Romulus Campan Maramuresanu
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