The Hollow Men

by T. S. Eliot · 1925 · 2 min lesetid · 98 linjer

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The Hollow Men by T. S. Eliot is a poem about spiritually empty people who cannot turn their desires into meaningful action. It begins with a group describing themselves as straw-filled figures whose whispers resemble wind in dry grass and rats moving over broken glass. A single speaker then fears meeting certain eyes and asks to hide in animal-like disguises. The setting shifts to a cactus landscape, where people pray to stone images, and then to a hollow valley beside a swollen river. Eyes become a possible source of sight and hope, but remain absent. In the final section, a circling song gives way to repeated gaps between intention and action. Broken phrases of prayer lead to an ending marked by a whimper rather than a violent collapse.

We are the hollow menWe are the stuffed menLeaning togetherHeadpiece filled with straw. Alas!Our dried voices, whenWe whisper togetherAre quiet and meaninglessAs wind in dry grassOr rats’ feet over broken glassIn our dry cellar

Shape without form, shade without colour,Paralysed force, gesture without motion;

Those who have crossedWith direct eyes, to death’s other KingdomRemember us—if at all—not as lostViolent souls, but onlyAs the hollow menThe stuffed men.

Eyes I dare not meet in dreamsIn death’s dream kingdomThese do not appear:There, the eyes areSunlight on a broken columnThere, is a tree swingingAnd voices areIn the wind’s singingMore distant and more solemnThan a fading star.

Let me be no nearerIn death’s dream kingdomLet me also wearSuch deliberate disguisesRat’s coat, crowskin, crossed stavesIn a fieldBehaving as the wind behavesNo nearer—

Not that final meetingIn the twilight kingdom

This is the dead landThis is cactus landHere the stone imagesAre raised, here they receiveThe supplication of a dead man’s handUnder the twinkle of a fading star.

Is it like thisIn death’s other kingdomWaking aloneAt the hour when we areTrembling with tendernessLips that would kissForm prayers to broken stone.

The eyes are not hereThere are no eyes hereIn this valley of dying starsIn this hollow valleyThis broken jaw of our lost kingdoms.

In this last of meeting placesWe grope togetherAnd avoid speechGathered on this beach of the tumid river.

Sightless, unlessThe eyes reappearAs the perpetual starMultifoliate roseOf death’s twilight kingdomThe hope onlyOf empty men.

Here we go round the prickly pearPrickly pear prickly pearHere we go round the prickly pearAt five o’clock in the morning.

Between the ideaAnd the realityBetween the motionAnd the actFalls the ShadowFor Thine is the Kingdom

Between the conceptionAnd the creationBetween the emotionAnd the responseFalls the ShadowLife is very long

Between the desireAnd the spasmBetween the potencyAnd the existenceBetween the essenceAnd the descentFalls the ShadowFor Thine is the Kingdom

For Thine isLife isFor Thine is the

This is the way the world endsThis is the way the world endsThis is the way the world endsNot with a bang but a whimper.

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Linje 1 til 18: The speakers introduce themselves as both empty and stuffed with straw. Their faint voices and images of dryness suggest a life without strength or meaning. Phrases pairing force with paralysis and gesture with stillness show their inability to act. They expect those who have crossed into death to remember them not as violent sinners, but as hollow figures.

Linje 19 til 38: The voice becomes singular and describes eyes the speaker fears meeting. In the dream kingdom, light, a moving tree, and distant voices replace direct contact. The speaker asks to stay away and wear disguises made from animal skins and sticks. These scarecrow-like details turn the fear of a final meeting into a wish to hide and drift with the wind.

Linje 39 til 51: A dry landscape contains cactus and stone images receiving a dead hand’s appeal. The speaker wonders whether another kingdom of death is equally lonely. Tenderness cannot reach another person: lips ready to kiss instead offer prayers to broken stone. The contrast suggests that longing for connection and worship meets something lifeless and unable to answer.

Linje 52 til 67: The group returns in a valley without eyes, gathering beside a swollen river while avoiding speech. Their blindness suggests both helplessness and a lack of understanding. Yet the eyes might return as an enduring star or a many-petaled rose. These images offer a possible hope beyond the fading stars and broken landscape, though the speakers remain empty.

Linje 68 til 98: A repetitive circling song introduces the final section. Repeated statements then place a Shadow between intentions and their fulfillment, making failure to act the central pattern. Phrases of prayer interrupt these statements but eventually break apart before completion. The closing repetition announces the world’s end, only to describe it as a weak sound rather than a powerful explosion.

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How do the images of straw, dry grass, and broken glass shape your understanding of the speakers?
How does the meaning of eyes change between the speaker’s fear and the group’s hope?
What connections do you see between the unfinished prayer phrases and the poem’s final whimper?

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