reminder of what men choose to forget

[bedlamsbard]

I know I've said this before, but T.S. Eliot's Four Quartets define my Narnia writing. It surprises me every time I reread them -- usually looking for phrases that will work as titles (as I happen to be doing now), and a lotof my fic takes titles from Eliot. "Long Forgotten Wars", all five parts of "In Constellated Wars", "Old Timber to New Fires", "Such Deliberate Disguises" -- those are all from the Four Quartets.

I mean, isn't this such a Narnia statement?

The tolling bell
Measures time not our time, rung by the unhurried
Ground swell, a time
Older than the time of chronometers, older
Than time counted by anxious worried women
Lying awake, calculating the future,
Trying to unweave, unwind, unravel
And piece together the past and the future,
Between midnight and dawn, when the past is all deception,
The future futureless, before the morning watch
When time stops and time is never ending;
And the ground swell, that is and was from the beginning,
Clangs
The bell.

"Time not our time..." *shivers*

Comments

[swift-tales.livejournal.com]

You're right, this does match Narnia scarily well. Especially your Narnia. It's all sorts of awesome, because not only the words seem to fit Narnia, but also the mood, the feel of it.

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

All the Quartets do. It's creepy, it is.

Time is no healer; the patient is no longer here. (from later on in the third quartet) (Susan/Narnia, oh my God.)

Jesus Christ. I love Eliot and I love the Four Quartets, but they creep me out.

[swift-tales.livejournal.com]

Well, I love lots of stuff from your Narnia too, but on the other hand, they also creep me out. I mean, you're Narnia is awesome, but creepy and savage and the same time.

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

Yay?

[swift-tales.livejournal.com]

Yeah xD

Yay!