Exploring The Waste Land
"April is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring Dull roots with spring rain."These words have always been so poignant to me. It's kind of unfortunate the poem goes down hill from there. The web site referenced above is a fabulous exposition of the poem and includes translations and explains all the arcane allusions in this poem. It makes a good April 1 entry. I found this link from First Monday in a paper entitled The Processed Book.
