The Diary Of A Nobody
In the quiet corners of this Age, poetry still weaves its ancient magic. Here gather the whispered verses of time - some penned in distant yesterdays, others born in the dawn of our own days. Let their wisdom and wonder be a light for all who would listen.
- The Diary Of A Nobody
The Diary Of A Nobody
E4: Ash Wednesday - T.S. Eliot - Part Four
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The Diary Of A Nobody
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Season 1
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Episode 4
T.S. Eliot - Ash Wednesday (part four) Originally published: 1930 Theme: The poem was written by Eliot as a result of his conversion to Anglicanism in 1927. Poem: Who walked between the violet and the violetWhe walked betweenThe various ranks of varied greenGoing in white and blue, in Mary's colour,Talking of trivial thingsIn ignorance and knowledge of eternal dolourWho moved among the others as they walked,Who then made strong the fountains and made fresh the springsMade cool the dry rock and made firm the sandIn blue of larkspur, blue of Mary's colour,Sovegna vosHere are the years that walk between, bearingAway the fiddles and the flutes, restoringOne who moves in the time between sleep and waking, wearingWhite light folded, sheathing about her, folded.The new years walk, restoringThrough a bright cloud of tears, the years, restoringWith a new verse the ancient rhyme. RedeemThe time. RedeemThe unread vision in the higher dreamWhile jewelled unicorns draw by the gilded hearse.The silent sister veiled in white and blueBetween the yews, behind the garden god,Whose flute is breathless, bent her head and signed but spokeno wordBut the fountain sprang up and the bird sang downRedeem the time, redeem the dreamThe token of the word unheard, unspokenTill the wind shake a thousand whispers from the yewAnd after this our exileCredits: T.S. Eliot (1930)