The publication of ‘Ulysses’ and ‘The waste land’ in 1922 exploded traditional conventions, but how did it happen?
“It seemed to me often that we were four, not three,” he later wrote; T.S. Eliot put the lines to use in The waste land.
There were no roads and no bridges to speak of in the entire state; it was "waste land."
In the first place, there is no waste land at the margin of them.
The northern belt, where it is not waste land, has been turned into sheep walks and deer forests.
"There was plenty of waste land where you could have gone," in her severest tone.
It was wreckage-strewn, gaping with shell holes, billowing with innumerable graves, a waste land speechlessly pathetic.
We crossed the waste land in the morning to the little church I have spoken of.
I could buy that plot of waste land near the church and build an hotel there.
There was often a great deal of waste land adjoining these grants.