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“Will the veiled sister between the slender
Yew trees pray for those who offend her”
T.S. Eliot, “Ash Wednesday”
A languid reading of Eliot’s “Ash Wednesday” on Valentine’s Day slash Ash Wednesday. Rereading this thing, it’s so very Saturnine—the repetition, the turning and returning through the thin lens of lent and under dust. At the edge of forty days of contemplation. Unordinary time. Above, a small audio reflection on calcination (the first stage in the alchemical process, the one associated with the planet Saturn—with contemplation, mourning, decay, but also the beginning) and then I read “Ash Wednesday.”
More scattered thoughts on ashes, mysticism, conversion, and the alchemical trilogy of T.S. Eliot, George Herbert, and Simone Weil:
