Wednesday, February 1st, 2006 • 1 Comment on Do I Dare Disturb the Universe?
I’m studying Edgar Allan Poe, but tonight I’m hearing lines from T.S. Eliot’s “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” in my head:
And indeed there will be time
For the yellow smoke that slides along the street,
Rubbing its back upon the window-panes;
There will be time, there will be time
To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;
There will be time to murder and create,
And time for all the works and days of hands
That lift and drop a question on your plate;
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.