Fox on a Boat

For this poem I used the ' erasure' prompt from NaPo. Can you guess which poem I used?  Erasure Breeding lilacs, mixing Memory with spring rain. Covering life with A shower of sunlight And coffee. Children out on a sled, frightened In the mountains. You cannot say where the sun beats the dry stone. There is something different from Your shadow at morning Or at evening, rising in a handful of dust.            Hyacinths Speak, and knew nothing.  Light, silence.     Cold pearls I do not find   Under the fog  In your garden. Poem used: ' The Wasteland ' by T.S. Eliot.