We have Lingered….

We have lingered in the chambers of the sea

By sea-girls wreathed with sea weed red and brown

Till human voices wake us, and we drown.

— T.S. Eliot, Prufrock: The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock.


I’d read this poem earlier this week and thought that the end was absolutely beautiful. I’m not entirely sure why I’m so drawn to it, that’s a mystery to me, but I needed to share it because it’s just so pretty…I mean beside from the point that it mentions drowning (though this is a metaphorical drowning, not the blub, blub guzzling kind).

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