While reading The Love Song of J. Alfred Pruefrock

While reading The Love Song of J. Alfred Pruefrock


Shall we go out at dawn and walk along the path, and enjoy the cherry blossom scented air

And you can take your walking stick (and you can lean on it, admiring the forget-me-nots sprinkled everywhere) 

Watch your step (the creeping blackberry winds along the edges of the path and will grab you with its hidden thorns)

Are you getting tired now? Please let me find you a chair 

And we can sit for awhile and listen to the Robins sing 

between the silences that sound a lot like prayer.









Day 22  Prompt: write a poem in which the speaker is in dialogue with self.

Note: this is as close as I could get. My apologies to T.S. Eliot. 

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  1. Sunra RainzApril 22, 2026 at 8:53 AM

    This is gorgeous. And I love the T.S. Eliot poem too.

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