Literary Pilgrimage to Andalusia Farm

Spring is a time for pilgrimages. Along with the insects, shoots, and flowers, we’re waking up. We can leave our solitary heated rooms and travel together to the homes of beloved authors.

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Among the Dead

No poet, no artist of any art, has his complete meaning alone…You cannot value him alone; you must set him…among the dead. – T S Eliot, Tradition and the Individual Talent  

Happy National Cat Day!

First let’s celebrate with theorists and cats! And second let’s celebrate with these lines from Eliot’s “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock:” The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes, The yellow smoke that rubs its muzzle on the window-panes Licked its tongue into the corners of the evening, Lingered upon the … More Happy National Cat Day!