Archive for the ‘Four Quartets’ Tag
Exploring the Desert Purple Haze — Image by kenne
Purple Haze all in my brain,
lately things don’t seem the same,
actin’ funny but I don’t know why
‘scuse me while I kiss the sky.
— from Purple Haze, by Jimi Hendrix
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“We shall not cease from exploration,
and the end of all our exploring
will be to arrive where we started
and know the place for the first time.”
— T. S. Eliot
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“Time present and time past . . .” — Image by kenne
Time present and time past
Are both perhaps present in time future
And time future contained in time past.
If all time is eternally present
All time is unredeemable.
What might have been is an abstraction
Remaining a perpetual possibility
Only in a world of speculation.
What might have been and what has been
Point to one end, which is always present.
Footfalls echo in the memory
Down the passage which we did not take
Towards the door we never opened
Into the rose-garden. My words echo
Thus, in your mind.
— T. S. Eliot
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“Wheel Stuck In Time” — Image by kenne
The tolling bell
Measures time not our time, rung by the unhurried
Ground swell, a time
Older than the time of chronometers, older
Than time counted by anxious worried women
Lying awake, calculating the future,
Trying to unweave, unwind, unravel
And piece together the past and the future,
Between midnight and dawn, when the past is all deception,
The future futureless, before the morning watch
When time stops and time is never ending
— from T.S. Eliot’s “The Dry Salvages”
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