This Saturday we gathered at Little Gidding to read The Waste Land out loud and discuss it. It was great fun, and I learned so much from everyone's suggestions and readings. We barely scratched the surface, and there was so much we didn't talk about. And it reminded me, of course, of how much I really love that poem. So I am going to quote from it randomly this week. Mostly these are passages (though not todays) that struck me poetically, but that we didn't really discuss.
... I could not
Speak, and my eyes failed, I was neither
Living nor dead, and I knew nothing,
Looking into the heart of light, the silence. Oed' und leer das Meer.
-- T. S. Eliot, The Waste Land; "The Burial of the Dead"