Sunday, January 15, 2012

This Year's Words

Sunrise on Friday the Thirteenth
[I've read many explanations for why the sun may appear as a horizontal oval, especially when setting, but none for why it would appear as a vertical oblong when rising. Does anyone know?]

"Winter kept us warm, covering
Earth in forgetful snow, feeding
A little life with dried tubers."

from The Wasteland
by T. S. Eliot

A new year full of new words!

Some of the best New Year's words I know come from T. S. Eliot's "Four Quartets":

For last year's words belong to last year's language
And next year's words await another voice . . .
What we call the beginning is often the end
And to make and end is to make a beginning.
The end is where we start from . . .
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.*

from the Fourth Quartet, "Little Gidding" (sections II & V)

*These great lines from Eliot have already
appeared a couple of times previously on this blog:
see ~ "Three Passions"
and ~ "Parallax"

A Little Window on Winter

These passages are from my latest fortnightly post
"This Year's Words"

The Fortnightly Kitti Carriker:
A Fortnightly [every 14th & 28th] Literary Blog of
Connection & Coincidence; Custom & Ceremony

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