Lost in the Four Quartets II – “Victims of Our Own Rigor”
To read the first part published last week, click here. There’s more to the poem than I let on. If you’ve tangled with it already then you’ll know that. The Four Quartets is not composed entirely of enchanting melodies, and intrusive koans. These things figure, of course, but there are other voices, beyond the children […]
The first time I read it, at a conceited 23, it didn’t make much of an impression.
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