Page 1 Page 2 Page 3 Page 4 Page 5 Page 6 Page 7 Page 8 Page 9 Page 10 Page 11 Page 12 Page 13 Page 14 Page 15 Page 16 Page 17 Page 18Published in September 1942 as the final poem of T. S. Eliot’s Four Quartets, “Little Gidding” was completed after the poet survived the bombing of London in the Blitz. In this poetry comic by Julian Peters, which illustrates the poem’s final stanzas, images of aerial combat and burning churches reference these air raids. Inspired by a visit to Little Gidding, the site of an Anglican religious community estab- lished by Nicholas Ferrar in 1625, Eliot’s poem portrays the choice he saw facing humanity: to be destroyed in the fires of war or to allow that fire to purify and restore – through God’s mercy and the fire of the Holy Spirit. The dove descending breaks the air With flame of incandescent terror Of which the tongues declare The one discharge from sin and error. The only hope, or else despair Lies in the choice of pyre or pyre— To be redeemed from fire by fire. Who then devised the torment? Love. Love is the unfamiliar Name Behind the hands that wove The intolerable shirt of flame Which human power cannot remove. We only live, only suspire Consumed by either fire or fire. What drew Eliot to Little Gidding? Three cen- turies earlier, after a catastrophic crash of the T. S. Eliot’s “Little Gidding” A Visual Interpretation A R T W O R K B Y J U L I A N P E T E RS Ferrar family’s mercantile empire, about forty men, women, and children of the extended family left behind a worldly life to devote themselves to godly living, constructive work, and a daily rhythm of Bible study and prayer. The community ran a school, provided lodging for several needy elderly women, and dispensed soup and medicine to the local people. Even the defeated King Charles I, a family friend, sought refuge at Little Gidding during the English Civil War. (The community found him safer lodgings nearby.) With England once more at war, Eliot wrote, “I think, again, of this place, / And of people, not wholly commend- able / . . . / United in the strife which divided them.” Though the community faltered after the death of its founders, perhaps something had been won for all time in that place, which continues to attract pilgrims to this day. It is to them Eliot writes: You are not here to verify, Instruct yourself, or inform curiosity Or carry report. You are here to kneel Where prayer has been valid. Are we willing to be purged by the suffering of our age? If so, the poem offers words of assur- ance borrowed from the fourteenth-century mystic Julian of Norwich: “All shall be well, and / All manner of thing shall be well.”   The Editors Julian Peters is an illustrator and comic book artist living in Montreal. julianpeterscomics.com