Daniel Swift

Casual, funny, flirtatious, severe

Christopher Ricks and Jim McCue explore the essential weirdness of Eliot’s poetry in a way that has never been done before

issue 12 December 2015

When The Waste Land first appeared, there were rumours that it was a hoax. It seemed so strange: 400 lines in many languages, and even the sections that were in English looked as if the author was only teasing. ‘Twit twit twit’ ran one line: ‘Jug jug jug jug jug jug.’

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