That was pretty much my first impression of Eliot. ^-^ (Not counting having read Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats since I was really little -- I don't even remember being introduced to it, only that it was there, and a distinct part of my consciousness. And then after a few months of Seriouser Eliot I connected the two and went "...really?") I think it was "Prufrock" and "Ash-Wednesday" that I was first introduced to by this bloke on the Sonlight forums who for one reason or another posted Eliot several times, and I didn't entirely like them, but there were parts that thrilled me. Then they began to grow on me, and my mother found an ancient dime-store paperback anthology of my dad's, and, well, then I turned into the mad Eliot babbler I am today. :p

The thing I find most fascinating about Eliot is that he'll write a phrase or a stanza that seems utterly incomprehensible, and then one day you read it again and you understand it, only you can't always explain how. "I will show you fear in a handful of dust", for example -- I know what that means, but I could never explain it.