The Waste Land
(T. S. Eliot)
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
(…)
(https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/47311/the-waste-land-56d227a99ddeb)
Produções poéticas e artístico-culturais revelam reflexões e visões de mundo próprias de autores e sentimentos. Nesse poema, T.S.Eliot quer representar: