T.S. Eliot loved the library.
“The very existence of libraries affords the best evidence that we may yet have hope for the future of man”
– T.S. Eliot
From The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock (Poem by T.S. Eliot)
“Let us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherized upon a table;”
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.
Is it perfume from a dress that makes me so digress?
I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker.
Squeeze the universe into a ball.
I have to do the library blog.
I think I’ll promote poetry.
No, I am not Prince Hamlet.
I am full of high sentence but a bit obtuse.
I grow old. I grow old.
Do I dare to eat a peach?
I have heard the mermaids singing each to each
’til human voices wake us and we drown.
The library has poetry.
Check it out.