The Dry Cell of Ages

Bert Norton East Coker is the dry cell of ages, which looks like salvages, but it's pronounced cell of ages. P.S., if you want to hear T.S. Eliot, read the poem that's available on YouTube. Like I said, I think he's born in St. Louis, but then basically a Britisher. It's this wild kind of mashup of English spoken slash chewed by an individual who hails from two continents. And dime, present and dime, Bert, both Bert's present and dime future. The thing that people typically refer to most is this idea of in my end is my beginning or in my beginning is my end.