Bad Mood

Nothing to say.  Grumpy.  Fit for neither man nor beast.  (Nor, probably, woman for that matter.)  However - in reading random essays on Salon.com (one about Buffy the Vampire Slayer's Willow, from 2002) this quote struck me -

There is shadow under this red rock,
(Come in under the shadow of this red rock),
And I will show you something different from either
Your shadow at morning striding behind you
Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;
I will show you fear in a handful of dust.

-- T.S. Eliot, "The Waste Land"

 

And I wanted to remember it.    Maybe I'm developing a taste for poetry.