Journey of the Magi
by T.S. Eliot
'A cold coming we had of it,
Just the worst time of the year
For a journey,
It's an astounding poem. If you've never read it, do yourself a favor -- go read, then listen to Eliot read it -- the link is here.
If you're thinking you're not a big fan of Eliot, give it a try anyway. Then try to answer these questions:
How does he do that?
How did he haul around the reputation of being too scholarly and too philosophical to write poetry, and then do that?
This poem is such a perfect melding of earthly earthiness and supernatural doings. Eliot captures that down-to-your-bones discomfort, the squirming, the revelation, the discovery that this isn't really my home -- that knowledge which at first is both comforting and terrifying.
The round up today is at The Miss Rumphius Effect.