That Is Not It, at All: Burnt Norton 5

This final section of the first quartet (appropriately enough, section five!) is a deep dive into the impossible—and hopefully it’s not a dry pool. (Would Thomas Stearns Eliot appreciate the humor? I do indeed think we need some, after all this hifalutin language and metaphysics…. But alas, already I digress.) We dive into the impossible—and … Continue reading That Is Not It, at All: Burnt Norton 5