{"id":962,"date":"2011-05-07T05:57:40","date_gmt":"2011-05-07T05:57:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/?p=962"},"modified":"2014-06-24T07:14:20","modified_gmt":"2014-06-24T07:14:20","slug":"whispers-of-immortality-by-t-s-eliot","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/whispers-of-immortality-by-t-s-eliot\/","title":{"rendered":"Whispers of Immortality by T. S. Eliot"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1 style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/11\/Tsesig.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-721 lazyload\" title=\"Tsesig\" data-src=\"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/11\/Tsesig.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"172\" height=\"124\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 172px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 172\/124;\" \/><\/a><\/h1>\n<h1 style=\"text-align: center;\">Whispers of Immortality<\/h1>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">by T. S. Eliot<\/p>\n<p>Webster was much possessed by death<br \/>\nAnd saw the skull beneath the skin;<br \/>\nAnd breastless creatures under ground<br \/>\nLeaned backward with a lipless grin.<\/p>\n<p>Daffodil bulbs instead of balls<br \/>\nStared from the sockets of the eyes!<br \/>\nHe knew that thought clings round dead limbs<br \/>\nTightening its lusts and luxuries.<\/p>\n<p>Donne, I suppose, was such another<br \/>\nWho found no substitute for sense;<br \/>\nTo seize and clutch and penetrate,<br \/>\nExpert beyond experience,<\/p>\n<p>He knew the anguish of the marrow<br \/>\nThe ague of the skeleton;<br \/>\nNo contact possible to flesh<br \/>\nAllayed the fever of the bone.<\/p>\n<p>Grishkin is nice: her Russian eye<br \/>\nIs underlined for emphasis;<br \/>\nUncorseted, her friendly bust<br \/>\nGives promise of pneumatic bliss.<\/p>\n<p>The couched Brazilian jaguar<br \/>\nCompels the scampering marmoset<br \/>\nWith subtle effluence of cat;<br \/>\nGrishkin has a maisonette;<\/p>\n<p>The sleek Brazilian jaguar<br \/>\nDoes not in its arboreal gloom<br \/>\nDistil so rank a feline smell<br \/>\nAs Grishkin in a drawing-room.<\/p>\n<p>And even the Abstract Entities<br \/>\nCircumambulate her charm;<br \/>\nBut our lot crawls between dry ribs<br \/>\nTo keep our metaphysics warm.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Whispers of Immortality by T. S. Eliot Webster was much possessed by death And saw the skull beneath the skin; And breastless creatures under ground Leaned backward with a lipless grin. Daffodil bulbs instead of balls Stared from the sockets of the eyes! He knew that thought clings round dead limbs Tightening its lusts and&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"_uf_show_specific_survey":0,"_uf_disable_surveys":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[84,103],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-962","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-1900s","category-eliot"],"aioseo_notices":[],"amp_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/962","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=962"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/962\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=962"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=962"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=962"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}