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Posts tagged “TS Eliot

A Stroll On The Beach: The Sun Also Sets


“I grow old … I grow old … 
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.

Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.

I do not think that they will sing to me.”

From The Love Song of J Alfred Prufrock
T S Eliot 1888 – 1965


“Don’t let the sun go down on me
Although I search myself, it’s always someone else I see…
But losing everything is like the sun going down on me.”

Picture taken at sunset on Payyambalam beach, Kannur.

Where Everything Is Music

“In my beginning is my end.
Now the light falls…”



“You must go by the way of dispossession.
In order to arrive at what you are not.

You must go through the way in which you are not.
And what you do not know is the only thing you know
And what you own is what you do not own
And where you are is where you are not…”


Quotations taken from East Coker, Four Quartets. (T S Eliot. 1940)
Pictures taken after yesterday’s birthday-party on the roof-terrace