East Coker: A Poem to Cherish.

T.S. Eliot's East Coker is one of my favorite poems.

There is so much ahunting imagery, so much wisdom in these stanzas. Perhaps my favorite line is We must be still and still moving.

Savor it: http://www.tristan.icom43.net/quartets/coker.html.

An Artist, Defined.

I like this quote for explaining what a writer (or painter or musician) does:

"The greater part of the labor of an author in comprising his work is critical labor: the sifting, combining, constructing, expunging, correcting and teasing." T.S. Eliot