1. September 1888- January 1965 By Christina Smith

2. Born September 26, 1888 as Thomas Stearns Eliot Born in St. Louis, his family originally from New England Physically impaired as a child Lived a very secluded life as a child due to his impairment Studied Philosophy at Harvard University Later attended Oxford for further schooling Married Vivienne Haigh- Wood Later married Esme Valerie- Fletcher, was with her until his death Died January 4, 1965 in London Life

3. First poem to be published was in his academy’s paper Noted for his poem “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” Best-known poems include The Waste Land, The Hollow Men, Ash Wednesday and Four Quartets There is a T.S. Eliot Poetry Award that awards "the best collection of new verse in English first published in the UK or the Republic of Ireland" Poetry

4. Part of the modernist revolution Uses allusions in his poetry that other can not understand Wrote about things that concerned him Poetic Style

5. As she laughed I was aware of becoming involved in her laughter and being part of it, until her teeth were only accidental stars with a talent for squad- drill. I was drawn in by short gasps, inhaled at each momentary recovery, lost finally in the dark caverns of her throat, bruised by the ripple of unseen muscles. An elderly waiter with trembling hands was hurriedly spreading a pink and white checked cloth over the rusty green iron table, saying: "If the lady and gentleman wish to take their tea in the garden, if the lady and gentleman wish to take their tea in the garden..." I decided that if the shaking of her breasts could be stopped, some of the fragments of the afternoon might be collected, and I concentrated my attention with careful subtlety to this end. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4mIMt9Bs50c Hysteria

6. They are rattling breakfast plates in basement kitchens, And along the trampled edges of the street I am aware of the damp souls of housemaids Sprouting despondently at area gates. The brown waves of fog toss up to me Twisted faces from the bottom of the street, And tear from a passer-by with muddy skirts An aimless smile that hovers in the air And vanishes along the level of the roofs. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L0gDBqY8i4k Morning at the Window

7. You've read of several kinds of Cat, And my opinion now is that You should need no interpreter To understand their character. You now have learned enough to see That Cats are much like you and me And other people whom we find Possessed of various types of mind. For some are same and some are mad And some are good and some are bad And some are better, some are worse-- But all may be described in verse. You've seen them both at work and games, And learnt about their proper names, Their habits and their habitat: The Ad-Dressing of Cats