1. THE LOVE SONG OF J ALFRED PRUFROCK by T S Elliot
"LET us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky..."
2. WARNING by Jenny Joseph
"When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me..."
3. BROADCAST by Philip Larkin
"Giant whispering and coughing from
Vast Sunday-full and organ-frowned-on spaces..."
4. CONFORMIST by C.P. Surendran
"First thing in the morning
He trips on the one chair in his room..."
5. MOTH by Ranjit Hoskote
"Pressed up against the narrow pane, the moth is rust,
its wings the colour of blood drying on stone..."
1 comment:
ah, prufrock. "i grow old. i grow old. i wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled". ah, sweet sweet prufrock.
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