“I grow old … I grow old …
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.
Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
I do not think that they will sing to me.”
From The Love Song of J Alfred Prufrock
T S Eliot 1888 – 1965
“Don’t let the sun go down on me
Although I search myself, it’s always someone else I see…
But losing everything is like the sun going down on me.”
Picture taken at sunset on Payyambalam beach, Kannur.