“The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” by T. S. Eliot – Page 22

The next page of my comics adaptation of “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” by T. S. Eliot (click on image to enlarge):

Will the mermaids sing to Prufrock? Find out next week in the exciting second-to-last installment.

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6 Responses to “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” by T. S. Eliot – Page 22

  1. alice says:

    Well Well, whether because of the hurting light or because of anxiety, AJP’s eye are squinting,

    And then we are washed away and become universal matter.

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  2. Arlene Greene says:

    In my opinion, “I do not think that they will sing to me” is one of the saddest lines in poetry…

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    • Ed says:

      I disagree: I think the saddest line is “Shall I part my hair behind,” especially as Julian draws it here. Ouch! 🙂 Joking aside, though, this is a very melancholy stretch.

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      • This could be an interesting parlour game: What are the saddest lines in poetry? I’ve long found the last two lines from Robert Browning’s “Youth and Art” one of the most heartbreaking: “This could but have happened once, /And we missed it, lost it for ever.”

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