Tuesday, January 04, 2005

T.S. Eliot

This idea is from Aral's blog. Here it is:Grab the nearest book.Open the book to page 23.Find the fifth sentence.Post the text of the sentence in your journal (along with these instructions).

Nearest book (I'm in a room of books, I took one from the top.): Modern American Poets. Page 23, fifth sentence is the first line of a poem (duh).

"A cold coming we had of it, Just the worst time of the year For a journey, and such a long journey: The ways deep and the weather sharp, The very dead of winter."
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1 comment:

Lila said...

"He'd be so rude and unpleasant to her that the memory of his lack of basic decency and of her tight offended face would be a further disincentive ever, in the future, to risk calling her and repeating the course of action he had now committed himself to."

from "Infinite Jest" by David Foster Wallace

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