T. S. Eliot composes…
via lettersofnote.com It’s easy for me to forget Eliot’s light-hearted side, overwhelmed as I used to be by his more famous poems, but here is an excellent example of that side. Posted via web from Patti’s posterous
The Millions: Reading War and Peace: The Effects of Great Art on an Ordinary Life
I am actually in the middle of reading this. Anyone else? One way to think about what a work of art does is to imagine the counterfactual—how would my life have been different had I not spent the last three months reading War and Peace? The answers, I think, tend to group into three categories: … Continue reading The Millions: Reading War and Peace: The Effects of Great Art on an Ordinary Life
The reservation line for the iPad
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[me ashore]
The wave washed me ashore, my legs heavy with sleep. The wave — the wave, not water but sleep. I don’t move, so as not to throw off the last bits of it, until I remember the pencil within reach. And fall back down.
white pebble 