Morning at the Window
T.S. Eliot
Track 5 on Prufrock and Other Observations
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Morning at the Window Lyrics
They are rattling breakfast plates in basement kitchens,
And along the trampled edges of the street
I am aware of the damp souls of housemaids
Sprouting despondently at area gates.
The brown waves of fog toss up to me
Twisted faces from the bottom of the street,
And tear from a passer-by with muddy skirts
An aimless smile that hovers in the air
And vanishes along the level of the roofs
And along the trampled edges of the street
I am aware of the damp souls of housemaids
Sprouting despondently at area gates.
The brown waves of fog toss up to me
Twisted faces from the bottom of the street,
And tear from a passer-by with muddy skirts
An aimless smile that hovers in the air
And vanishes along the level of the roofs
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‘Morning at the Window’ is the 5th poem in T.S Eliot’s work; ‘Prufrock and Other Observations.’
The poem explores themes of poverty and the human condition. It is narrated from a high window looking down at the street, creating an image of distant impersonality. T.S Eliot was in London when he wrote this poem, where poverty and pollution were major issues.
Whilst impersonal, it is also relevant to note the transcendentalist influence and ideas that T.S Eliot conveys through this poem, as he attempts to elevate and put to scrutiny everyday occurrences and life.
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- 8.Cousin Nancy
- 10.Hysteria
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