This is a meditation on Four Quartets, a long poem by T.S.Eliot. I use the beautiful words of Eliot from the four poems, Burnt Norton, East Coker, Dry Salvages and Little Gidding with silences and the repetition of a key line in the poem as a mantra – At the still point of the turning world there the dance is. The poems were written between 1938 and 1942, the time preceding and during the second world war. A time when Eliot was wondering if he should ever write poetry again as Western Civilization seemed to be crumbling about him, and bombs were dropping on London. A deep sense of faith and hope and love pervades the poems.
- Hope is the motion that runs the dog’s tail
- From Starlight to Candle-light
- The Bushmen Sevilla Art Trail at Traveller’s Rest Cederberg
- The Pekes and the Pollicles
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