Day 27: Pastiche

Last week I revised up on my T.S Eliot knowledge for a reading group, and have become addicted to listening to The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock  on youtube. Having listened to it several times yesterday morning I began writing a pastiche of it. Here it is:

Have you heard the choirs singing?

In the street the clock is ticking

Marking off the hours as they march

Onwards towards the darkening of the sky

Come Christmas among the dimming streets

They will knock, in groups, in twos and threes

They will lift their voices in soprano,

In tenor, contralto, in the air,

which absorbs their notes.

I stop at Sainsbury’s and buy a cream cake box

Wonder what it costs for a parking slot

We hard boil the eggs

I will wake upon my mobile’s high pitched chime

Buy very many bottles of red wine.

We hard boil the eggs, and peel their shells

We will dress up, go hear the wedding bells.

I have served at many wedding tables

Arranged the decorated chairs that flounce

As if they were another set of bridesmaids

And I’ve refilled the glasses of the couples

Who mutter to each other, then become jovial

Who eat the three course meal, then dance

To hey Macarena, and old tuned romance.

On the stage the bel canto sings, I sip and wait

And think of other things.

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The Stirred quad is formed of Rebecca Audra Smith, Anna Percy, Jasmine Chatfield and Lenni Sanders.

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