These fragments I have shored against my ruins
The Thunder has spoken its triple command (Datta, Dayadhvam, Damyata). The Fisher King sits on the shore. In the poem's final lines, fragments of multiple languages and literary traditions pile up. This line acknowledges the poem itself as a collection of fragments — shored against the speaker's personal and cultural ruins.
The poem's most self-reflexive line — art as salvage operation, meaning assembled from cultural wreckage.