"Reading Eliot"
handbound edition of 25
2010
When reading complicated writing, sometimes, we drift away. A line from a poem may trigger a memory, and we stay with the thought, while turning the pages of the book, and not seeing the words. We get to the end and we realise, that we had not read much, really. We remain with a few lines of the poem interlaced with a list of our things-to-do, drops of memory and random springs of thought.
