Areopagus Volume LXXIX
Areopagus Volume LXXIX Welcome one and all to the seventy ninth volume of the Areopagus. May soon approaches — let us make the most of these final April days while we can! But, I wonder, what is the spirit of April? TS Eliot took a rather dim view of things: April is the cruellest month, breedingLilacs out of the dead land, mixingMemory and desire, stirringDull roots with spring rain. While Geoffrey Chaucer, six centuries earlier, found in April the beginning of a year's joy: Whan that Aprill...