clues at the scene

clues at the scene

Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Prufrock

I try to read "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock" at lest once a year.

Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.


This line always reminds me of a long extended emergency blow by a submarine in a trouble. I haven't any idea why but for the mermaids singing, each to each.


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