End-of-the-World Poets

End of the World insight is proffered by poets T.S. Eliot, Lawrence Ferlinghetti, Archibald MacLeish, Czeslaw Milosz, et al. Too, these doomsday poets provide insight on can the poet truly can impart actionable eternal wisdom before the end times are upon us.

T.S. Eliot laments the doomed sound and fury of hope, religion, and an end of time in "The Hollow Men."
...
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.
(Click to read "The Hollow Men" in its entirety at American Poets - http://www.americanpoems.com/poets/tseliot/1076. For an overview of Eliot in the context of "The Hollow Men," see Wikipedia at http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Hollow_Men.)

Archibald MacLeish counterpoints the complacent assumptions of everyday life jarred by the startling surprise of "The End of the World."
Quite unexpectedly...
Those thousands of white faces, those dazed eyes,
There in the starless dark, the poise, the hover,
There with vast wings across the cancelled skies,
There in the sudden blackness, the black pall
Of nothing, nothing, nothing - nothing at all.
(Click to read "The End of the World" in its entirety at American Poems - http://www.americanpoems.com/poets/Archibald-MacLeish/442.)

Lawrence Ferlinghetti puts a specious spin on a desensitized world of acceptance and accommodation tumbling toward personal doomsday in "The world is a beautiful place..."
The world is a beautiful place...
If you don't mind a touch of hell
now and then...
If you don't mind some people dying
all the time...
...
If you don't much mind...
a bomb or two
now and then
in your upturned faces...
but then right in the middle of it
comes the smiling
mortician.
(Click to read "The world is a beautiful place" in its entirety at Poem Hunter - http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-world-is-a-beautiful-place.)

Czeslaw Milosz's lyrics of all-is-right-with-the-world warns of the even now, in progress "Song on the End of the World."
On the day the world ends
A bee circles a clover,
A Fisherman mends a glimmering net.
Happy porpoises jump in the sea,
...
On the day the world ends
Women walk through fields under their umbrellas
...
And a yellow-sailed boat comes nearer the island,
The voice of a violin lasts in the air
And leads into a starry night.
And those who expected lightning and thunder
Are disappointed.
And those who expected signs and archangels' trumps
Do not believe it is happening now.
As long as the sun and the moon are above,
As long as the bumblebee visits a rose
As long as rosy infants are born
No one believes it is happening now.
....
(Click to read "Song on the End of the World" in its entirety at Famous Poets and Poems -
http://famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets/czeslaw_milosz/poems/15375.)

And Robinson Jeffers articulates smug conviction of humankind superseding the planet Earth - until he changes his thinking to "...they'll die faceless in flocks...." And Robert Frost speculates on the end-of-the-world device of destruction, concluding both "Fire and Ice" would work. And...on and on - to The End.

End-of-the-world poets? Doomsday lyrical license on the End Times? Conceive the end of time? Believe Doomsday? Achieve the end of the world? Is doomsday a self-fulfilling prophecy that any poet - any Tom (Eliot), Mick (MacLeish), or Larry (Ferlinghetti) - anyone: any writer, philosopher, clergy, humanistic zealot, or government bureaucrat can writ larger than Life on the Wall of all Time before the End of the World?

Only if you happen to be God. (And, neither Life's "poets" nor you - in the end times, on the last day of The End of the World, are.)
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