"...Yet when we came back, late, from the hyacinth garden,
Your arms full, and your hair wet, I could not speak,
And my eyes failed, I was neither
Living nor dead, and I knew nothing
Looking into the heart of light, the silence.
'The Wasteland', T.S.Eliot
Notebook: 1986-87
Your arms full, and your hair wet, I could not speak,
And my eyes failed, I was neither
Living nor dead, and I knew nothing
Looking into the heart of light, the silence.
'The Wasteland', T.S.Eliot
Notebook: 1986-87
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