As T. S.
Eliot said, "April is the cruelest month."
April is supposed to be
the month of resurrection, rebirth, and rejuvenation. It's the month of Easter, the holy
celebration of Christ's death and resurrection. It's spring flowers. It's mating season. It's
planting season.
But all of this is for naught in . The
setting is symbolic of just the opposite: sickness, morbidity, decay, fear, and
suffering.
It was a bright cold day in
April, and the clocks were striking thirteen.
It...
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