T.S. Eliot: "Not the intense moment/Isolated, with no before and after/But a lifetime burning in every moment . . ."
Here’s your Daily Poem from the Poetry Chaikhana —
| ||Not the intense moment (from The Four Quartets)By T. S. Eliot
(1888 – 1965)
Not the intense moment
Isolated, with no before and after,
But a lifetime burning in every moment
And not the lifetime of one man only
But of old stones that cannot be deciphered.
There is a time for the evening under starlight,
A time for the evening under lamplight
(The evening with the photograph album).
Love is most nearly itself
When here and now cease to matter.
Old men ought to be explorers
Here or there does not matter
We must be still and still moving
Into another intensity
For a further union, a deeper communion
Through the dark cold and the empty desolation,
The wave cry, the wind cry, the vast waters
Of the petrel and the porpoise. In my end is my beginning.
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