April 30: The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock

/~Let us go then, you and I, / When the evening is spread out against the sky~/ (120/365.2)

The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock

Let us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherised upon a table;
Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
The muttering retreats
Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells:
Streets that follow like a tedious argument
Of insidious intent
To lead you to an overwhelming question …
Oh, do not ask, “What is it?”
Let us go and make our visit.
(more of the poem here.)

–T.S. Eliot

And thus concludes the poetry month. Whew…

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