The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
Friday, August 29, 2014 @ 8/29/2014 05:30:00 PM
Time for you and time for me,
And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
And for a hundred visions and revisions,
Before the taking of a toast and tea.
And indeed there will be time
To wonder, “Do I dare?” and, “Do I dare?”
Time to turn back and descend the stair,
With a bald spot in the middle of my hair—
Do I dare
Disturb the universe?
In a minute there is time
For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.
I am reassessing my dislike for Eliot. My prof described Prufrock (that is the persona of the above poem) as a procrastinating indecisive prick whom does not get anything done but spend time deciding what to do. I am more sympathetic of him for a very good reason. Time for you and time for me.