In his famous poem The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, T.S. Eliot offers a bleak and disjointed view of the modern world, one where the quest for meaning and connection is elusive, if not evasive. Two lines from the poem have always stuck with me:
“I should have been a pair of ragged claws
Scuttling
across the floors of silent seas.”
The
lines suggest absolute surrender to the darkest sensibilities.
On a
good day, I consider my own lines of hope to replace those penned by Eliot. I try to insert lines of optimism and imagine
how the tone of the poem might be altered.
Today, my lines are these:
“I should have been a white bird
Veering across the brilliant light of an azure sky.”
—Mitchell
Hegman
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