TboneSE

[calbert at hslboxmaster.com]

from Eliot's The Wasteland

"'THat corpse you planted lastyear in your garden,
'Has it begun to sprout? Will it bloom this year?
'Or has the sudden frost disturbed its bed?
'Oh keep the Dog far hence, that's friend to men,
'Or with his nails he'll dig it up again!"

lines 71-75

"I think we are in rat's alley
Where dead men lost their bones"

115-116

"but at my back in a cold blast I hear
The rattle of bones, and the chuckle spread from ear to ear.
A rat crept softly through the vegetation
Dragging its slimy belly on the bank
While I was fishing in the dull canal
On a winter evening round behind the gas house
Musing upon the King my brother's wreck
And on the King my father's death before him.
White bodies naked on the low damp ground
And bones cast in a little low dry garret,
Rattled by the rat's foot only, year to year.
But at my back from time to time I hear....."

185-196

"Phlebas the Phoenician, a forthnight dead,
Forgot the cry of gulls, and the deep sea swell
And the profit and loss.
                         A current under the sea
Picked his bones in whilspers. As he rose and fell
He passed the stages of his age and youth
Entering the whirlpool.
                        Gentile or Jew
O you who turn the wheel and look to windward,
Consider Phlebas, who was once handsome and tall as you"

312-321



"Dry bones can harm no one."

391


love,
cfa


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