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

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279                    Elizabeth and Leicester
280                Beating oars
281                    The stern was formed
282                    A gilded shell
283                Red and gold
284                    The brisk swell
285                    Rippled both shores
286                Southwest wind
287                     Carried down stream
288                    The peal of bells
289                White towers
290                                       Weialala leia
291                                        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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