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12 de oct. de 2022 · I. The Burial of the Dead. April is the cruellest month, breeding. Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing. Memory and desire, stirring. Dull roots with spring rain. Winter kept us warm, covering. Earth in forgetful snow, feeding. A little life with dried tubers.
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15 de oct. de 2022 · April is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring Dull roots with spring rain. Winter kept us warm, covering Earth in forgetful snow, feeding A little life with dried tubers.
Among its famous phrases are "April is the cruellest month", "I will show you fear in a handful of dust", and "These fragments I have shored against my ruins". The Waste Land does not follow a single narrative or feature a consistent style or structure.
- T. S. Eliot
- 1922
29 de ene. de 2021 · Why is April “the cruellest month, breeding lilacs out of the dull ground”? Because April is the month in which Abraham Lincoln, an archetypal father figure, was assassinated, and Walt Whitman commemorated the event in his poem “When lilacs last in the dooryard bloomed,”
Abril es el mes más cruel: engendra. lilas de la tierra muerta, mezcla. recuerdos y anhelos, despierta. inertes raíces con lluvias primaverales. El invierno nos mantuvo cálidos, cubriendo. la tierra con nieve olvidadiza, nutriendo. una pequeña vida con tubérculos secos. Nos sorprendió el verano, precipitóse sobre el Starnbergersee.
April is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring Dull roots with spring rain. Winter kept us warm, covering Earth in forgetful snow, feeding A little life with dried tubers.
10 de abr. de 2018 · Is April the cruelest month? Perhaps, perhaps not. However, to the person in despair, the things which bring others joy can only exacerbate feelings of pain and misery and bring up forgotten...
