book blog by a teenage girl who does not just read "books written for girls" although obviously she does sometimes.
THE WASTE LAND
so okay, i didn’t read it in a book by itself. it’s one poem in a book of ts.s. eliot’s poems that i have yet to finish (the four quartets are just sitting there, mocking me). but it’s so incredible. i love the stuff at the end, all the broken things, all the vulgarities… everything. beautiful.