Uploaded on June 18, 2011
… For I have known them all already, known them all:—
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume? …
—T.S. Eliot
The Complete Poems and Plays 1909–1950
6.18.2023: I love Eliot’s Prufrock. It’s a poem I never get tired of reading, so I think I’ll get out my Eliot this evening and the whole thing again.