April and May - like two poems

The Waste Land by T.S. Eliot

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1. The Burial of the Dead

April is the cruelest month, breeding
lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
memory and desire, stirring
dull roots with spring rain.

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The Fake Land by T.E. Ilost

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1. The Burial of the Head

May is the cruelest month, brexit
U’Jacks out of the dead land, mixing
memory and desire, stirring
dull brutes with wring brain.