Love Poem: A Word With You, Ts
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Written by: Chris Boskovski

A Word With You, Ts

A moment of your time TS Eliot
as I shall praise you with glory.
You are a genius,
an American now an English Gentleman
went to Harvard,
went to London,
Married the first girl you met,
disgraced your family in Saint Louie!
Became friends with the great Ezra Pound,
tell him I said, "hello,"

1915,

The publication of Prufrock,
my favorite poem,
spoke to me so much,
I cried everytime I read it.
World War I scared you,
tried to join the navy,
but too sick I heard.
You, my friend are a genius.

Then there was Violet,
a young girl who admired you,
you two instantly fell in love,
took her by the hand and whisked her off into paradise;
Into a not so Wasteland.
Speaking of Wasteland,
yes 1922 came along
a year you became dark and mysterious
an old man writing in a girls point of view,
Why Marie?
The Burial of the Died,
A Game of Chess,
The Fire Sermon,
Death by Water,
and What the Thunder Said.
All truely genius my friend.
Dedication and transfiguration,
such Modernism in your voice,
in your work,
that should have called you
the Modernistic boy.

TS Eliot my friend,
after you have passed
and now long gone you are,
laying next to Dickens, Chaucer, Shakespeare,
at the Poets corner in Westminister Abbey
I look at your past work
that made you, who you are
and may I say, you my friend are a genius.
Goodday to you my sir,
and I shall leave you off with a kiss
and a cherished line from; The Wasteland.

From Burial of the Dead:

"And the dry stone no sound of water. Only
There is shadow under this red rock,
(Come in under the shadow of this red rock),
And I will show you something diffrent from either
Your shadow at morning striding behind you,
Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;
I WILL SHOW YOU FEAR IN A HANDFUL OF DUST."

"I will show you fear in a handful of dust", wow
TS, that my friend, is genius!

Rest in Peace too T.S. Eliot (1888-1965)
    -My inspirastion for writing poetry
and becoming a poet! Thank you!!