“Mr Eliot’s notion of poetry – he calls the observations ‘poems’ – seems to be a purely analytical treatment...uninspired by any glimpse beyond them and untouched by any genuine rush of feeling. As, even on this basis, he remains frequently inarticulate, his ‘poems’ will hardly be read by many with enjoyment.”
(unsigned review of TS Eliot’s first collection, ‘Prufrock and Other Observations’, Times Literary Supplement, 1917)
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