Another recurring element in the last part of The Waste Land is the violet sky or the violet light.
This makes me think of the sky just before a thunderstorm. Which is good because this is what is happening in this last past of the poem.
'Bats with baby faces' is such a strong image, don't you agree?
In this case, I feel like the resemblance is uncanny :)
Only a couple of weeks left! Thanks for sticking with me.