Under the brown fog of a winter dawn, A crowd flowed over London Bridge, so many, I had not thought death had undone so many.
This section contains an interesting dichotomy between urban pollution and the natural world–and what each one might represent in terms of life and death. Eliot starts by placing the reader firmly in an urban city, with brown fog and large crowds of people who are described as being undone by death. The pollution of the atmosphere and repetition of the phrase “so many” makes the scene feel crowded, blurring the focus on life and death. It is not one person in an open plane of land pondering the death of a loved one, but the intersection of large scale life and the presumably constant presence of death. After line 70, this narrative shifts. Now Eliot has created an intimate scene between a small group of characters in which they are able to directly discuss the life cycle of a plant, which interestingly enough doesn’t go from life to death, rather from death to life. Eliot also refers to a plant sprouting, which doesn’t often happen in the Winter months of line 60, further separating the two scenes.