"The jungle/crouched, humped in silence./Then spoke the thunder. It's apparently from "The Wasteland" by T.S. Eliot. This is wonderful." It is. The Waste Land is one of my favorite poems of all time, and that's from a particularly significant moment in the poem, where the dry, desolate waste land is transformed by "a damp gust, bringing rain." It's beautiful.
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It is. The Waste Land is one of my favorite poems of all time, and that's from a particularly significant moment in the poem, where the dry, desolate waste land is transformed by "a damp gust, bringing rain." It's beautiful.
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