Woolf, Eliot, Global Warming, Christmas
Let the broken glass and the china lie out on the lawn and be tangled over with grass and wild berries. Listening (had there been any one to listen) from the upper rooms of the empty house only gigantic chaos streaked with lightning could have been heard tumbling and tossing, as the winds and waves disported themselves like the amorphous bulks of leviathans whose brows are pierced by no light of reason, and mounted one on top of another, […]
Categories: William Eaton, ZiR • Tags: climate change, global warming, God, Magritte, religion, T.S. Eliot, Virginia Woolf
