Saturday, February 8, 2014

The Love Song of J Alfred Prufrock by TS Eliot

February 8, 2014

Because sometimes reading poetry out loud all by yourself is so luxurious it makes you feel rich. Here are my favorite lines from T.S. Eliot’s haunting poem about unrequited love and life unlived. LET us go then, you and I, When the evening is spread out against the sky Like a patient etherized upon a […]






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Thoughts on life’s greatest adventure

February 8, 2014

Oh tears. It’s a rainy Saturday morning and in the middle of morning pages and a cup of tea, I stumble across this.  So heavy with meaning and relevance, I am frozen at the table suddenly aware of all the things that matter and more importantly, the millions of things that don’t matter at all. […]






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