As I stand still in the traffic filled New York City Street attempting to crawl as if I were a turtle trying to cross the road, I begin to contemplate the true beauty of living in the city. It is now the month where everything should be glooming, pleasing, and living, however it is not. In "the Waste Land" by Thomas Sterns Eliot, he states, "April is the cruellest month." This is a metaphor which in my situation reflects the truth. There are many reasons as to why people prefer to live outside of the city but work in the heart of it.
I look forward and try to imagine what T.S. Eliot would think if he saw these city streets. In his book, "the Waste Land," it is forced into our imagination that the world is dead; the earth is a waste land. He calls the city an "Unreal City," making the reader think of the city that is referred to as a place worse than any nightmares can ever imagine.
eliot and rosa
Eliot's Birthday
Drawing of T. S. Eliot by Simon Fieldhouse. Deutsc...When imagining a city that I do not want to live in, first thing that comes to mind is a city that's always dirty and cold. If one was to analyze New York City, it can easily be found that most of the time it is cold; cold enough to need someone there with you if you do not have a home. Just as in the book you would read in the first story that you can only be kept warm in the winter with someone next to you. It is written, "Winter kept us warm." It is also dirty to the extent that the street cleaning trucks that are made to clean the streets cannot handle the amount of filth the ground holds.
The Waste...