Category: TS Eliot

• “These Fragments I Have Shored Against My Ruins”

  

  And isn’t that what The Waste Land was always about? Not war or ruin or post-war disillusionment, not really—but the terrible fact that intimacy is not a cure.

  debramoolenaar

  June 20, 2025

  Cornwall, literary criticism, Literature, Original Fiction, TS Eliot