The Walrus and the Carpenter

Lewis Carroll wrote The Walrus and the Carpenter, a story poem that on first glance doesn't make a lot of sense, but you get the idea there's more meaning than first appears.


The story goes that a Walrus and a Carpenter are walking down a beach.  They cry over many things, including  an inability to control their own appetites for oysters.


They also weep because they see such quantities of sand.  (Maybe they don't accept nature as it is?)


These lines have been running through my mind today:


...They wept like anything to see such quantities of sand.
If this were only cleared away, they said, it would be grand.
If seven maids with seven mops swept it for half a year,
Do you suppose, the Walrus said, that they could get it clear?...


Let's ponder on that for a while.