The Love Song of J Alfred Prufrock by TS Eliot
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
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
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
“Sir, if you wish to have a just notion of the magnitude of this city, you must not be satisfied with seeing its great streets and