Faber and Touch Press have essentially put together a variety of media for approaching the same material. But it’s done well. The basic poem view lets you scroll through the text and hear it read by one of six voices; there are enough here to find one that fits your internal rhythm. I try the gramophonic recordings of Eliot himself, then a crisp Ted Hughes, before I get pulled in by Viggo Mortensen. I don’t usually like actors reading poetry. They tend to act more than feels necessary, but Mortensen’s pace is as sensitive to the text as it is compelling. His voicing of ‘What the Thunder Said’ is urgent and the closing shanthi makes me shiver.

The visual centre-piece is a filmed performance by Fiona Shaw which, taken as a scatterbrained monologue, is more than watchable. Shaw, who has performed her take on the poem in theaters globally, lends an almost Beckettian or Talking Heads quality I haven’t seen drawn out so effectively before. Alone in a still-life drawing room, the camera captures a surreality and the fierce greyness of it.

Anyone with an interest in poetry’s relation to popular culture will be happy to hear figures like Seamus Heaney and Frank Turner chat informedly about the poem in ‘Perspectives’. ‘Notes’ are taken from B. C. Southam’s classic handbook found in A Level classrooms nationwide. Perhaps the app doesn’t have much to offer as an educational tool to those already familiar with the poem, but it’s entertaining and will offer a tactile way in for new readers.

£9.99 sounds steep for an app, but inclusion of the manuscript facsimile with Pound’s edits is generous — the physical book will set you back at least a tenner. Waste Land the videogame (Prufrock could gun wraiths in the Unreal City moaning ‘here we go round the prickly pear’) was never on the cards for Faber. I wonder about its potential for longevity, but this app is well worth having if you can spare the cash.