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  <title><![CDATA[The Waste Land and Other Poems]]></title>
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  <default_description>Considered the most important poem of the twentieth century, T. S. Eliot&#8217;s The Waste Land is an oblique and fascinating view of the hopelessness and confusion of purpose in modern Western civilization. Published in 1922&#8212;the same year as Joyce&#8217;s equally monumental Ulysses&#8212;The Waste Land is a series of fragmentary dramatic monologues and cultural quotations that crossfade into one another. Eliot believed that this style best represented the fragmentation of society, and his poem portrays a sterile world of panicky fears and barren lusts, and of human beings waiting for some sign or promise of redemption. Mirroring the destruction and disillusionment of World War I, The Waste Land had the effect of a bomb exploded in a genteel drawing room, just as its author intended.

--Randy Malamud</default_description>
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    <body><![CDATA['The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock' is one of those pieces of art that sustains me.  I literally don't know who I would be without it.  I have been reading and rereading that poem since I was about 17, and each time I read it, I come to understand it a little bit differently.  It is of course, abo...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/11061902">more...</a>]]></body>
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    <body><![CDATA[Eliot is such a pompous old fart, how could anyone not love him?  When I was still in high school if you wanted to be in the group of people who had any pretensions as ‘intellectuals’ or whatever else it was we had pretensions of – Eliot was de rigueur.  I know large slabs of this poem by hear...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/12218483">more...</a>]]></body>
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    <body><![CDATA[Please read &quot;The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock.&quot; It is my favorite poem and it quite possibly changed my life. Never have I experienced a piece of literature that I have heard interpreted in so many different manners--this, in addition to my personal reading of Prufrock, has led me to be...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/15950993">more...</a>]]></body>
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  <read_at>Sun Mar 29 00:00:00 -0700 2009</read_at>
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    <body><![CDATA[I'm Canadian, and as such, I'm not terribly familiar with American literature. So when my old acquaintance Kate had a black day planner with the line &quot;April is the cruelest month&quot; scrawled across the cover in red nail polish, I had no idea what it was from. I asked her, and she said, &quot;...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/50875564">more...</a>]]></body>
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    <body><![CDATA[Right, so upon first reading the poem, I have to admit that I was very much not a fan.  I still have my reservations about Eliot (and whether or not the whole poem was just snobbish pretentiousness), but I am easily swayed, and we had a brilliant lecturer for the poem. He was  a tall stick of a Scot...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/57298953">more...</a>]]></body>
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    <body><![CDATA[Although I wouldn't usually recommend spending three months of your life focused on one poem, the three months of my college education where I did so with the Wasteland weren't for naught. I still love opening up this poem and choosing a passage and remembering how it felt to untangle one line from ...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/67779871">more...</a>]]></body>
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    <body><![CDATA[Not sure of the date but around that time.  My father gave me this for a birthday--I had only read the &quot;cat&quot; poems before this--very enjoyable and heart-wrenching at times.]]></body>
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    <body><![CDATA[I once won 50$ for reciting The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock  is a coffee shop.  Making this the only one of my books to pay for itself in a material way.]]></body>
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    <review id="38570847">
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    <body><![CDATA[Many things happen in &quot;The Waste Land&quot;; a woman tends her hair — it may well be her last mystery — so that it does (like grass left unmolested, perhaps) sing; chess is played in the closest of circumstances... wait, does any of that make sense? Probably not. T. S. Eliot's great poem (o...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/38570847">more...</a>]]></body>
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    <body><![CDATA[I really enjoyed reading this collection of poetry... though I need more time to wrap my head around it all!  I'm looking forward to the upcoming lecture on it in my &quot;Sacred European Traditions&quot; class.  I know my instructor's going to load us with great insight.  In the meantime, I really ...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/58375180">more...</a>]]></body>
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    <body><![CDATA[I am obsessed with t.s. eliot and have been ever since I was given the Waste Land by my sister for my 17th birthday. When my best friend had her baby I resigned myself to memorizing as much as I could so I could read it to him when he went to sleep. A few years ago I did contract work at this big bi...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/42492624">more...</a>]]></body>
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    <body><![CDATA[I loved T. S. Eliot in college.  Before I knew what all the allusions and symbols meant, I understood what the Waste Land was about, right down to the meld of Eastern and Western religon and the lack of meaning everywhere.  I also got The Love Song of J Alfred Prufrock and Portrait of a Lady, and ho...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/51308617">more...</a>]]></body>
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    <review id="49567336">
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    <body><![CDATA[My professor always says that Pound and Eliot are both &quot;Complicated, but not complex&quot;, which is or seems true for much of The Waste Land, and even Prufrock as well. Still, the parts where Eliot is good, he's so good. &quot;I should have been a pair of ragged claws/ scuttling across the flo...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/49567336">more...</a>]]></body>
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    <body><![CDATA[The Wasteland is a constant companion of mine.<br/> <br/>Sometimes, when I'm writing, I lose the story I'm trying to tell. The words stop. I look around to find that I'm no longer on the path I thought I was. Sometimes I'm on no path at all. I have to backtrack. I have to find a thread - even if i...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/36972465">more...</a>]]></body>
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    <body><![CDATA[It is difficult to say quite how profoundly this book has affected my thought since I read it. I spent approximately a week straight immersing myself in every word of this collection, the margins are full of my scribbles. <br/>&quot;Love Song&quot; is the best example I have found of an author using...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/26232340">more...</a>]]></body>
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    <body><![CDATA[In keeping with the modernist unit we are delving into in english class, I decided to challenge myself by reading one of the most elusive, convoluted books I have ever seen. Though it took me a while to get through it, it was very rewarding when I did. This book represents an amalgamation of some of...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/19414059">more...</a>]]></body>
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