Tag Archives: T.S. Eliot

The Big Bang Frankenstein

Dear reader, I was watching The Big Bang Theory (my favorite TV show) when I recognized the poem that Sheldon references (The Hollow Men by T.S. Eliot): “To paraphrase T.S. Eliot, ‘This is the way the world ends. Not with a bang, but with  nephew.’” (The actual verse is “This is the way the world ends / […]

Poetry

Dear reader, Let us go then, you and I, When the evening is spread out against the sky Like a patient etherized upon a table; Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets, The muttering retreats Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells: Streets that follow like a tedious argument Of […]