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Comment 21 of 211, added on August 4th, 2005 at 4:43 AM.
The poem 'Love song of J Alfred Prufrock' is indeed the most amazing poem
ever read, as Eliot uses assonance and repetition throughout it to
reinforce the fact that Prufock is , yes, alone and that, yes, he is afraid
of action, however Prufrock justifies his inaction on the fact that he
believes(and he is probably right) that he will not be accepted and will on
the other hand be mocked, in it's context which was the early 20th Century
it is understandable as society was based and divided among socio economic
status hence references to porcelain and women(upper class) talking of
michelangelo. Prufrock is basically a figure tortured by his own neurosis
that happen to be a bi-prduct of the discriminant society in which he
lives. PS i am only in 10th grade so don't hate on me if you don't think my
analysis is valid.
Comment 20 of 211, added on June 21st, 2005 at 9:02 PM.
I don't think Prufrock feels that he has had a wasted life. Rather, I think
he thinks he would rather spend his life wallowing in things that are
simple, perhaps enjoyable, and very surface (the women coming and going
talking of michelangelo), than confronting that universal question, that
Hamlet, or that Michelangelo.
from United States
Comment 19 of 211, added on June 19th, 2005 at 12:32 PM.
I think it's a beautiful poem, even though it's been quite hard for me to
"To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet"
I especially liked this verse, itīs oh so touching.
Donīt you think?
Isabel from Chile
Comment 18 of 211, added on May 29th, 2005 at 2:11 PM.
I really loved the hidden concepts in this poem. I love how someone
simple-minded could hear this poem and just enjoy the flow of the words and
let it wash over them and then someone brilliant could hear it and be able
to uncover all the poem's wonderful meanings and morals. I'd also like to
say that I really agree with amber form Canada's opinions on the poem. i
think she really hit the nail on the head with the way she read between the
lines and found it's meaning. So for anyone who has written to find the
meaning of the poem read comment #17. cheers!
from United Kingdom
Comment 17 of 211, added on May 9th, 2005 at 1:33 PM.
i like this poem. but i cant understand.
from United States
Comment 16 of 211, added on May 3rd, 2005 at 4:50 PM.
I think the poem isn't about love at all but about a man who never took any
chances in life. He's grown old and realized that he hasn't done anything
to make him stand out in life, never done anything to be remembered by. He
keeps saying there's time and he still has time to do something meaningful
but then is too scared to act because he's afraid of other peoples opinions
and what they will think of him (and they will so 'Oh! How he's grown
thin!). In the end this poems moral is: never put off until tomorrow
something you can do today.
Comment 15 of 211, added on May 3rd, 2005 at 8:03 AM.
i think the most striking idea of the poem is belonging nowhere(etherized
patient,neither alive nor dead;deserted islands and the athmosphere)living
with superficial people poet feels estranged;however he has no strenght to
change his life.
Comment 14 of 211, added on April 18th, 2005 at 12:38 PM.
Can anyone help me analyze 6 poems of ts eliot on rhtym and rhyme, form and
meaning, speaker and tone, imagery, firguative language, and theme? One
poem for each? Help please!!!!
from United States
Comment 13 of 211, added on April 15th, 2005 at 6:21 AM.
LOVE means here the suffer ,the egony the speaker feels.What a joke!do you
really think so?i think so too..
Comment 12 of 211, added on April 14th, 2005 at 9:46 PM.
One part no one has commented on is the reference to Hamlet towards the
end. Hamlet paralleled Prufrock in his inability to take action. But
Prufrock then says he is not a prince Hamlet in the sense that Hamlet
eventually took action but he never has. This has left him old and in
despair which is what the poem is about. Prufrock is expressing his
hopelessness and regret at the wasted lives he sees around him (In the room
the women come and go talking of Michelangelo)as well as his own wasted
Keith from United States
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