Eliot exercising his usual ability to look at the world's tapestry from the seamy side, in a stream-of-consciousness.
I was taken aback that there were still horse-drawn cabs at the time he was writing but, of course, there were. On checking he wrote it in 1917 and here's a photograph of a hansom cab waiting for a fare in 1927.
WHO IS THE SPEAKER!
edwinboy57 4 months ago in playlist POETRY READING
@cheekydoodle a year ago, but maybe you'll see this. Could you explain how he never mentions another?
RyleHN 7 months ago
0:02 part 1
0:35 part 2
0:58 part 3
1:34 part 4
djfalconman 10 months ago
I love who this is focused in a city or town, but he never once mentions another person...
cheekydoodle 2 years ago
Love it!
grapefruitm00n 2 years ago
At this, the violet hour, my human taxi
was waiting all day for just that poem.
souljaEXVOTO 3 years ago