There Will Be Time, There Will Be Time

This past Sunday, Mel posted I Shall Wear the Bottoms of My Trousers Rolled. Seeing as how I wrote my best thesis ever on T S Eliot’s The Waste Land, and in the process became quite familiar with his other work, before I even got past her title I immediately thought to myself, ‘I grow old, I grow old.’ You can read The Love Song of J Alfred Prufrock here in its glorious entirety.

Mel writes about her perception of the passage of time, at first hardly being aware of its rapid progression, and then abruptly being faced with the gulf between then and now. And reveling in it.

I was inspired to jump up to scour my bookcases for the tall, slender paperback that’s become soft and frayed from usage, The Waste Land and Other Poems. I started in the kitchen, because I was reasonably certain that’s where it was (don’t you keep books in every room of your home?), but I missed it on the first go-round. I prowled the rest of the house, but ended up back in the kitchen, where it shyly peeked out at me like an old friend.

I’m glad my husband has gotten used to my sudden, urgent needs for certain books, and to my tenacity in searching until they’re found. In spite of having so many books, I can almost always tell you at least what bookcase something is on, if not shelf, but sometimes a book will elude me for a while.

Old friend in hand, I retired to the couch, where I savored Prufrock, refreshing every line in my memory. Such beauty in these combinations of words! Such profundity! No poet has ever spoken to the hollow spaces in my soul like T S Eliot.

When I was traveling the country like a lunatic, meeting people from mIRC, I packed light, but I always brought this book. I don’t know why I stopped returning to it.

So while I do sincerely thank you for inspiring me to do some serious introspection, Mel, what I appreciate most of all was the indirect encouragement to reconnect with something I have loved so much in the past, yet not spent any time with in the present. I will change that for the future.


5 Comments on “There Will Be Time, There Will Be Time”

  1. And now you have inspired me to climb through my dusty shelves and stacks =)

  2. I actually need to clean out my shelves. It makes me sad, but we are out of space. I love my books.

  3. […] when I read, I consider Prufrock again–you know it always comes back to Prufrock for […]


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