Day 308: J. Alfred Proofcheck

12/18/2014

"The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock" by T.S. Eliot is supposedly my husband's favourite poem. He was trying to quote it the other night, though, and could only come up with vague references to "foggy peach cats" and "rolled up trousers." This drawing is based on his half-remembered ramblings.

Number of actual cats in the poem = 0

3 Comments

Jasini link

2/10/2015 04:05:11 am

About all I can remember from that poem is:

Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk along the beach.

:-)

(I see you got the white flannel trousers and the beach. :-) )

Shannon link

2/12/2015 01:44:24 am

I remembered the yellow fog being anthropomorphized, and something about a window, but between the both of us our recollection of the work sounded more like a bad fever dream than a coherent poem.

To be fair, though, I could only quote the first two and a half lines of my favourite ode, so I can't really scold him too much.

Nathaniel link

2/13/2015 05:53:49 am

Your commentary on the matter cracked me up.

Day 308: J. Alfred Proofcheck

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