With the current news in the world, both economic and political, the aggression, bigotry, misogyny and xenophobia, it seemed time to revisit Prufrock, with thanks to T.S. Eliot for his original brilliance.
War is Peace; Freedom is Slavery; Ignorance is Strength; Trumpery is Reality
Let us slow then, you and I.
When vile emissions spread out across the sky
The ether that lays us upon the table;
Let us skulk through fear-deserted lanes,
The smoldering remains
Of soulless nights in one-night cheap brothels.
And raw rust juggernauts and mortar shells;
Streets that follow past the seediest tenement,
Too usurious to rent,
To lead you to an overwhelming bastion, …
Oh, do not ask, “What is it?”
Let us leave ere made to visit
In the room the women all have gone,
No longer talking of anyone.
The fetid smog that scrubs its…
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