nd are muddled but nevertheless lead to a sort of epiphany (albeit a dark one) rather than just leading nowhere.
             ." Crabs are scavengers, garbage-eaters who live off refuse that makes its way to the sea floor. Eliot's discussions of his own poetic technique suggest that making something beautiful out of the waste of modern life, as a crab sustains and nourishes itself on garbage, may, in fact, be the highest form of art.
             The word "salvages" in a note to the poem says it is pronounced in a particular way so it will rhyme with "assuages". The Dry Salvages are a group of small, rocky islands with a lighthouse off the coast of Massachusetts.
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