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March 3, 2006

Virginia — by T. S. Eliot

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Red river, red river,
Slow flow heat is silence
No will is still as a river
Still. Will heat move
Only through the mocking-bird
Heard once? Still hills
Wait. Gates wait. Purple trees,
White trees, wait, wait,
Delay, decay. Living, living,
Never moving. Ever moving
Iron thoughts came with me
And go with me:
Red river, river, river.
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f***ing hell. there won't be a definitive absolute meaning for the poem because it is a poem. part of the enjoyment of poems is to try to work out what they mean

Posted by: j | Jan 25, 2010 11:10:46 PM

What does this poem mean???
and your blogs are NOT listed.
HELP! what does it mean?

Posted by: | Nov 2, 2008 7:23:21 PM

what is the meaning of this poem, is he conveying that life is an everlasting rhythm like life is? Help with my question

Posted by: chris | Dec 5, 2007 1:22:27 PM

I NEED TO KNO Y U WROTE THIS POEM SEND ME A LINK TO THE REASON PLZ I NEED IT FOR A PROJECT DUE IN A WEEK

Posted by: joe | Apr 21, 2006 2:03:38 PM

Candidate for Virginis state song?

Posted by: Mb | Mar 3, 2006 11:59:25 AM

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