T.S. Eliot's The Waste Land, with Annotations (and other explanations) by Jonathan Vold

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266                     The river sweats
267                     Oil and tar
268                    The barges drift
269                    With the turning tide
270                    Red sails
271                    Wide
272                    To leeward, swing on the heavy spar.
273                    The barges wash
274                    Drifting logs
275                    Down Greenwich reach
276                    Past the Isle of Dogs.
277                                        Weialala leia
278                                        Wallala leialala

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T. S. Eliot’s The Waste Land, with Annotations (and other explanations) by Jonathan Vold

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The Waste Land, by Thomas Stearns Eliot, 1922, as published in Poems, 1909-1925 (Faber 1925)

Annotations and other explanations, Copyright © 2013, 2014 by Jonathan Vold. All rights reserved.

Background photograph, Dead River at Illinois Beach State Park, Early Spring © 2006, 2013, 2014 by Jonathan Vold.

Au Lecteur (To the Reader), by Charles Baudelaire, 1867, translation © 2013, 2014 by Jonathan Vold.

Dans le Restaurant (In the Restaurant), by T. S. Eliot, 1920, translation © 2013, 2014 by Jonathan Vold.

El Desdichado (The Loser), by Gerard de Nerval, 1853, translation © 2013, 2014 by Jonathan Vold.

The Fire Sermon (Everything is Burning), by Siddhartha Gautama Buddha, 483 BC, translation © 2013, 2014 by Jonathan Vold.

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Dedication

To my own Vivienne, wherever you are:

... not to be found in my obituary
Or in memories draped
by the beneficent spider
Or under seals broken
by the lean solicitor
In my empty room












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