The Hollow Men 1925 Mistah Kutrz - he dead The Hollow Men A penny for the Old Guy IWe 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 … Doorgaan met het lezen van T.S. Eliot