In my lit trial a few days ago, I wrote on passages from T.S. Eliot's poetry. And Eliot is so strange, I found that I couldn't really analyse the language properly, because, well, he writes like he's high or something. For instance, with these few lines from Portrait of a Lady (one of the passages), I couldn't really find anything tangible to rinse out of the poetry, and link to an interpretation.
And I must borrow every changing shape
To find expression … dance, dance
Like a dancing bear,
Cry like a parrot, chatter like an ape.
Let us take the air, in a tobacco trance—
Well! and what if she should die some afternoon,
Afternoon grey and smoky, evening yellow and rose;
WAT? I find it so strange to analyse these lines in isolation, as I have done in the posts above for my other text. Any help in how to apply some analysis to this?