The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
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OK, it’s more like a weird animated video where they make Eliot’s mouth move.
It’s hard to find videos of this poem that aren’t creepy. Here’s another one.
Here he is. Dashing and disheveled.
Leaning on a cane.
Yes, London really does get foggy, though it’s not always yellow.
The page on Eliot from the Web site poets.org
A bunch of scholars give their interpretations of the poem