First Modernism Class

So we had our first Modernism class today with Pericles Lewis and I am going to love this class. We read The Waste Land by T.S. Eliot for today. It was actually my first time reading it (shocking I know), but it was so amazing! I'm really looking forward to everything we're going to be studying in this class. It's definitely one of my favorite periods of history. In what other class does my off the wall knowledge about Futurism and it's founding father actually mean something? The last section, V. What The Thunder Said, was definitely my favorite. It was funny though because two paragraphs of it totally made me think of vampires (not the reason I liked the whole section- I promise).

A woman drew her long black hair out tight
And fiddled whisper music on those strings
And bats with baby faces in the violet light
Whistled, and beat their wings
And crawled head downward down a blackened wall
And upside down in air were towers
Tolling reminiscent bells, that kept the hours
And voices singing out of empty cisterns and exhausted wells.

In this decayed hole among the mountains
In the faint moonlight, the grass is singing
Over the tumbled graves, about the chapel
There is the empty chapel, only the wind's home.
It has no windows, and the door swings,
Dry bones can harm no one.
Only a cock stood on the rooftree
Co co rico co co rico
In a flash of lightning. Then a damp gust
Bringing rain

Of course, I wasn't about to say that in class, but the woman's dark hair, the violet light, the bat's with baby faces, the moonlight, the graves, no one there, the lightning all seemed very vampiric. Very gothic in any case.

Now it's time for some tea and loooooooong articles for tomorrow's class.