> Peter Montgomery wrote:
> The egg isn't just coked, it's hard bolied by now.
But in my understanding, the egg was never cooking to begin with.
"Cooking egg" is in fact ambiguous. It _usually_ means, I believe, an
egg that is not fresh, and thus is only good for cooking purposes (as in
cakes, sauces, etc.), not "an egg that is being cooked as we speak."
I don't see how the second sense could make sense in Eliot's title. That
is, the title indicates that the poem is _not_ going to deal with
anything fresh and worthwhile in itself but merely with a mixture of
things which, however useless by themselves, produce something by their