![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() There is a sensational moment in East Coker, written in the midst of the blitz when theatres were forced to close: the stage lights are suddenly switched off, and we sit in darkness, listening to Fiennes’ words. I shall say it again,” he says, chin jutting and almost with a wink. “You say I am repeating something I have said before. “We had the experience but missed the meaning,” he says, and “time is no healer”.Īt his most ingenious, he finds comedy in Eliot’s irony and manages to make us titter. He talks about beginnings and endings, life and death, and the lines contain Eliot’s original trauma – three of the four poems were written during the second world war while he was working as a fire warden, watching London get bombed from rooftops – but they bear fresher echoes of the pandemic, too, and the scramble to find meaning in its aftermath. ![]()
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