The holy hush of Sunday Morningc

Abstract

“Does Sunday any longer carry religious associations, or is it basically a convenient device for giving society an opportunity for relaxation and recreation one day in seven? By a strange coincidence, four of the major poets of this century have each written a poem, using ‘Sunday Morning’ in the title (Wallace Stevens, Louis MacNeice, T. S. Eliot, Robert Lowell) … Many of the old emblems may be vanishing, but we still need some symbol to mark the sanctification of time.”